Saturday, February 28, 2015

My Kitteh!

I mentioned I have a cat now, I rescued him when his mom died and he's my baby. He pretty much can't get enough of me, from sleeping on my head at night to clawing his way up my arm during "play time" aka "rip mom's arms apart time". He really is one of the best things to happen to me, besides being accepted to an Ivy League so he knows he's pretty special and he acts like it too. Spoiled brat. But really, he's the best. His name is Quill (guess why?) and he is my Munshter (monster in a cute voice)


Sir Quilliam on his favorite Scottish Blanket

Sleeping on/near my head
Eating my foot cause it's his


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