Apr 22, 2015
violiniisms
“Alyx!! Here, I have no room for my other cats and no one was buying the furless cat from the rundown shelter so --- SO take this guy! He’s the only one who adapts to anything!”
Looking crestfallen, he smooched the forehead of his misshapen looking cat (whose tongue stuck out at an angle, whose whiskers frayed (giving it an oddly adorable appearance)) and offered it to the other. He was horrible at ‘thank you’s and greetings, so he figured this would be the best way to thank her for standing up to Emil for his sake.
