I'm Not The Only One...

I knew it wouldn't last long, Julian being so cute and all. There HAD to be a cat just a tad bit cuter. And thy name is Arthur. And thy owner is Laura.

And thou art far more well behaved than my own cats.

The Other Woman.

The sheer cuteness is almost infuriating. The fact that it has taken me so long to introduce Julian just makes me mad.

About a month and a half ago I got this urge to get a Kitten. It was uncontrollable. And how fun would it be to get one that looked like Sammy? And have another girl in the house? There weren't many cons. Our place is too small for a dog, no matter how much we want one. 

So i did it. $20 bucks and an hour and a half later i had her, thanks to an ad on Craigslist. And BY GOD they don't get much cuter than this. I am still trying to get her to realize her name is Julian; if I could JUST STOP CALLING HER SNUGGLEBUN.

Now, I'm no newbie to kitties. I've owned cats my whole life. But the main man of the house (besides Pete) is Sammy. My handsome, orange boy. And so photogenic, no?

Could they handle another girl in the house? My two peas in a pod.

The answer was yes. She's Pete's little girl and Sammy's little cohort. But even after just a month she's not so little anymore. But she's so lovely. :)

And she and Sammy are such freaking BFF's it's not even funny. They might as well live here by themselves.

She'll get bigger. And badder. And go into heat GOD I'm not excited for that. But until then she's the other woman. Which is just fine. 

Little badass.

For Tomorrow,

Sade