Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Marvie the Moocher

Marvin's fur, I've discovered, smells like cigarette smoke. Since I'm a nonsmoker, either he's sneaking puffs behind the shed or he's got a pack-a-day mama who kisses his head during the many hours when he's not at my house. Rescued homeless cat, my eye. Marvin just hangs out with me for the cool kitty toys.

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