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My poor baby boy Maxil and his Pupils of Utmost Fear at the vet. We had to hold the carrier vertically to get him out of it. Thankfully our awesome vet pronounced him a healthy good boy. Isn’t he a handsome little fellow? (Damn right I’m biased.)
Typical conversation with my cat
An intrepid voyage into questions of identity, the very nature of self, and who has a good belleh.
ME: who's my pookie
ME: who's my baby
ME: who's my little bubbeleh
ME: yes you are my little bubbeleh
ME: yes you are
ME: how's my baby boy
ME: how's my Maxil kitteh
MX: *flops over*
ME: LOOK AT DAT BELLEH
ME: DAT IS SUCH A GOOD BELLEH
ME: I LOVE DAT BELLEH
MX: *purrs*
Already posted at FB & Insta but I’m posting it here for CCL Reasons. What you get when you decide to have tuna salad out on the terrace.
It's a unique sensation to feel both touched and appalled simultaneously. This morning Maxil proved how much he loves his papi by bringing David a mostly-dead mouse. When David threw it away, Maxil brought it back. We are convinced the kid is part retriever. Unusual for a grey tabby.
My husband's friends got this for him. #MostAproposTShirtEver
Don't bite his butt! Not after he just snarled at you, FFS!
~ things I never envisioned saying as a cat mom but in retrospect really should have anticipated