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.
Oh, and I'm sure you already know this, but ... don't ever feed your cats corn. I gave my permanents some leftover buttered corn as a treat last night, and the litterbox was NOT PLEASANT this morning. *cough*
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They arranged themselves very picturesquely, didn't they?
Cuter than cute. I would consider a cat if they cuddled and did not shed.
Cat hair drives me batty, guess I am just a poodle person.
Becs, yeah, it's all about the artistic display.
Oh, and I'm sure you already know this, but ... don't ever feed your cats corn. I gave my permanents some leftover buttered corn as a treat last night, and the litterbox was NOT PLEASANT this morning. *cough*
and fmcetc., don't poodles shed? :)
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