We have one, and she has a shitload of energy. This is Betty. She was 8 or 9 weeks old in this pic. She's 15 weeks old now.
Time for some more pictures of the boys. Mr. Perfect, asleep on the couch: While Mr. Mischievous keeps a watchful eye:
My dad posted this picture on facebook. When dad was moving houses, he found a kitten under a house in November (I think) when it was fucking cold outside. He found her only after he moved the house a hundred or so miles. She was only a couple weeks old and he decided to take it home and give the dog (Buddy) a companion, and mom would probably like it too. Mom said she didn't know what to name her and I jokingly suggested Holly. Buddy and Holly. Fucking stupid. Mom thought it was brilliant.
Fuckface is back by popular demand! Then: Now: And for those who were wondering, his mom was definitely a Shar Pei and the vet guesses that his dad was a Black Lab or Boxer. He's medium-sized, about 65lbs. and very lean
Meet Timmah, my cousins' cat. He is fat enough to have self esteem issues. Normally I don't care about cats (actually I really don't like them), but I feel bad for Timmah so I'm nice to him. Yes, his belly drags on the ground when he waddles around.
My friend's cat. It's the most grumpy, fat, and annoying cat I've ever met. Hates men, loves lasagna. I usually really like cats, but this one, not so much. Just don't tell my friend.
Penny technically belonged to my neighbors but she spent about 85% of her time at my house. She came in heat and the neighbors put her in the pen with their other pitt to breed and he ended up killing her. They don't understand the concept of daily feeding. I miss her.
My little brother just graduated college, and has moved in with me. This is him telling me "Eff my old daddy, I want to stay with YOU!"
Busted! So much for "off the furniture" once I'm away from the house. But, I stay mad for about .01 seconds and they know that.