Little Girl's ready to party, and The Runt just wants some time to himself, please. Preferably inside a beer box.
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- rockygrace
- I was born in 1962; you do the math. (See also: I'm too lazy to remember to update this thing regularly.) I bought my first house in the summer of 2009; I share it with four cats and with the memories of The Runt and Little Girl, who both passed away in 2011. Rocky, the cat for whom this blog was named, passed away in 2008; I miss them all. I wish I lived somewhere where the winters weren't eight months long; other than that, life is good.
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2 comments:
How adorable! They look like my boy, Diego. He loves boxes too. Who needs to spend hundreds of dollars on pet toys?
These guys love anything they can climb into or on top of.
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