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[nonelvis]

Cat to the left of me! Cat to the right of me! Cat in front ... (Oh, wait, that's not right ...) You may safely assume that if I am making bad poetry references and taking stupid cat photos with my phone, my brain is 100% fried. Let's just say that when the high point of the day is discovering that the aged Toyota that's been parked in our driveway for five years is finally being towed away tomorrow (admittedly, that is a little exciting), it probably has been a very long day.

Cat to the left of me Cat to the right of me

Comments

[platypus]

I like how the calico's patches are all on the outside of the curled-up ball of cat. And Mr. Peterson has white whiskers! (That is Mr. Peterson, right? You only have two?)

There is something disturbing about having three cats. It means there is a cat EVERYWHERE YOU LOOK.

Into the Valley of Litter Rode the Six Hundred

[profrobert.livejournal.com]

Inu's not a cat; she's a throw pillow.

Mr. P is looking like an old man. I'm going to stop having to do THE TER-ROR with him; he needs less excitement.

[otherwise-nyc.livejournal.com]

Mr. P is definitely getting old -- he regularly lets me pet him now, although he does still complain.

I love how Inu looks all in a ball! She would make us all millions if you would just sell her likeness to someone! Plush Inus! FOR EVERYONE!