Caturday Obligatory Cuteness
I am so enamored of my cats that it is pathetic. In my defense, they are the furry overlords of my humble abode, who have so graciously decided to pose for pictures in return for Lap Time and worship.
Napoleon, as you can observe above, is incredibly pink, white, and fluffy. He and his twenty-pound bulk enjoy eating through twenty-five dollars of cat food a month and commandeering my lap whenever he pleases.
Napoleon and his brother, Lil’ Guy, impeded my
futile attempt at organization cleaning yesterday by distracting me with their awesome fuzziness. After an hour or two of Lap Time this humble peon had to provide catnip as a suitable exchange for permission to dismantle the playground.