happyAnd now...pictures.
This is Thomas, right after I brought him home from Seattle. So he was about four months old, full of curiosity and twitching. Such a sweet boy.
Thomas promptly began to fit into our lovely Halloween world, displaying a good eye for lighting, and a fondness for orange things. He's about six months old here.
Long cat...is very, very long. Seven months old, and having the first of the really major, disturbing, "weren't you smaller when I left for work this morning?" growth spurts.
This picture was taken yesterday. That tree is sized to full-grown, large cats. Note how much of it Thomas fills. I live with the Yeti.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
July 18 2011, 18:09:28 UTC 5 years ago
My husband and I made a pact not to get another cat until the last of our three is gone. I keep trying to convince him that we should get a Maine Coon (or two) when the time comes, but he's only met one who was a bit of a wild thing (and not in a good way) and is dubious. The first one I met was a used bookstore cat who used to greet customers either inside or outside of the front door, and it was love at first sight for me. Hopefully I'll wear my husband down!
July 19 2011, 14:50:47 UTC 5 years ago