About two seconds after this, Kudzu put his cold nose on my eyelid to nudge it open and remind me that he had not been fed his breakfast. This tactic makes me a little nervous. I can't help but feel like he might one day try to eat my eyeball. Thanks, Mom, for taking this picture. I look lovely.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
What I Have to Put Up With
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3 cat calls:
At least you don't sleep with your mouth open, like I do. I have more than one picture (why? why?) that perfectly captures my lady-like and discreet small puddle of drool.
There is another picture after Kudzu woke me up in which the frowny face I'm making indicates that I am clearly a candidate for botox.
Mr. Kudzu! He knows what he wants and goes for it.
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