Wednesday, November 28, 2007

THE PHOTO IN THIS POST IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART!


You've been warned.

My cat loves me. A lot. How do I know? He brings me pressies. Taz has no front claws so the fact that he still takes care to disembowel my presents is an added bonus. That's quality work. I spent 10 minutes girding my loins before I took this picture. Then I had to get rid of the body. Brrr. But it's hard to be mad at my mouse murderer when deep down (past the vomit coming up) I know he's just trying to be thoughtful. Although the thought that a critter that sleeps on my pillow, talks to me, comes when I call him and nuzzles me on the couch, purring so loud I can barely hear the tv, can do this to another living thing chills me to the bone.

kxx
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