2016 can frankly suck it, for multiple reasons. How about bringing in the new year with something that is important....your furry (or feathered, or scaled, or) friends.
2016 can frankly suck it, for multiple reasons. How about bringing in the new year with something that is important....your furry (or feathered, or scaled, or) friends.
Here are our cats. Toyo is the clearly visible one.
Here's one where you can more clearly see the new cat: Reginald Eustace Cumberbatch III, Vicar of Drocester.
this is cheese sandwich and hannibal. Hannibal refuses to be photographed, but as seen here, cheese is usually occupied with being the worst cat ever.
This is Muffin, the wife's solid gold kitty. Actually, with the health issues this cat has had and the associated vet bills, she may be platinum by now...
And this is Morris, a special forces elite level arsehole:
This is Elwood. Pic taken earlier today. He's 6 months old. We lost his predecessor (Charlie) in May. So 2016 has been a mixed year for us.
Barney the 3 year old Cairn Terrier on Christmas morning in a Christmas sweater next to Janie the 2 year old.
Luke (L) and Tuffy. Both ~2 years old. Right now they are sleeping under the Christmas tree after knocking some ornaments off.
We have two cats in the house. This is Loki, my girlfriend's cat. He enjoys being upside down.
And my cat, Sochi.
This is Lily the wolfhound.
She wants that waffle more than anything else anyone has ever wanted anything.
Ollie the wonderdog disapproving of my shenanigans
Again disappointed with me
At my nephew's super hero birthday. My sister made him a cape so he wouldn't feel left out
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