It's been a busy week and I'm trying to spend less than a half hour at the internet caf�. Plus, Angela's birthday is tomorrow and I've got to get stuff prepared for that. So, today I've only got time to put up a few pictures of our adorable, loser cats:
Speaking of Angela, she took these two pictures. They're pretty great. It appears that once we cut off Cucho's balls, his mothering instinct kicked in, and now instead of antagonizing the little kitten, he's taken to looking after his new prot�g� Chubby (the name we chose for our new cat... "Puppy Tracks" was a close second, in honor of my brother Paul's proposed name for our childhood dog, Jenny... Paul was about 4 or 5 at the time, probably).
Sometimes the killer instincts kick in, though. This hilarous picture is less painful than it looks. Chubby was just meowing here.Anyway, have a nice weekend!
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