His nickname has morphed from Misterpants to Sir Pantsuit. He plays with his sister Francine but sleeps alone or across my chest. He's seen here on the closet floor bedding used by almost-tame feral kitties. (There's a hole in the floor leading under the house, a great big warm place for ferals to hide.)
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Sir Pantsuit
I have not mentioned Pierre much lately, but he is nevertheless the center of the universe.
His nickname has morphed from Misterpants to Sir Pantsuit. He plays with his sister Francine but sleeps alone or across my chest. He's seen here on the closet floor bedding used by almost-tame feral kitties. (There's a hole in the floor leading under the house, a great big warm place for ferals to hide.)
His nickname has morphed from Misterpants to Sir Pantsuit. He plays with his sister Francine but sleeps alone or across my chest. He's seen here on the closet floor bedding used by almost-tame feral kitties. (There's a hole in the floor leading under the house, a great big warm place for ferals to hide.)
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CUTE!! I love Pierre!
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