Wednesday, January 19, 2011

An excess of fluffiness

Tiiiiiiiny little face in the middle of so much fur. His confoundedness is endlessly amusing.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Conversations with Learned Claw

I gotta say, usually they just end with "Feed me."

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

The pressures of life are just too too much

It's a good thing some magical entity feeds them and cleans their poop receptacle on a regular basis; otherwise how could they handle being forced to sleep for 14 hours a day and pester me about being fed? HOW COULD THEY SURVIVE?