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I MADE SOCKS, SUCKAS!
So sheik! So FIERCE!
And this was the moment Cinnamon decided he didn't want me to be his owner anymore. "I'm leaving," he said. "And fix that lampshade."
Who can't get enough cats now? Is it me? And my husband? Obsessed with everyone else's kitties? Oh, hi Cinnamon. I didn't see you there.
On Saturday night some friends invited us to dinner. They just adopted two kittens, one 4 months old, one 6 months old. Trying to nap? No, you're playing with me. Irritated with me? I don't care, let's cuddle. Ooh, that was a pretty disgusting sneeze all over my arm. It's okay, I forgive you. Kiss.
Add that to the fact that we watched the first season of Project Runway and when I woke up this morning Jesse said, "Did you dream about clothes?" "Yes, and cats. It was weird."
AAANNNNDD my Nana sent us some pillowcases for our anniversary! Naturally, they are covered in cats. She is what we call an "enabler".
Oh, and I want to leave you with this shot I took of Cinnamon's chest. I know, I know, he said "My eyes are up HERE" too. This is his lovely belly fur that I like to snuggle. Go ahead. Be jealous.