Wednesday, September 1, 2010
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One day a little tabby and white cat wormed his way into our lives and nothing was ever the same.
Namerovsky
On my 30th birthday, I went to the local animal shelter. I wanted to bring home a graceful, beautiful girl cat. Instead, I came home with a clumsy, funny, tabby and white boy cat. Little did I know how my life was about to change...
About Namerovsky's arrival, name, and people
About Namerovsky's arrival, name, and people
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4 comments:
Such a cute little peanut you have there!
I think I spotted him - cheeky boy! Does he leap out at you when you go near him?
We have a pet toy tunnel that runs down our hallway, and sometimes Larci likes to hide in there and spring out at us as we walk by.
Cinnamon on the other hand, cannot walk along the corridor the normal way - it's always much more fun to walk through the tunnel!
i see you, little Namer :) At the vet's the other day there was a kitten for adoption that looked so much like Namer...i wanted him soooo badly.....
We had one who liked to hide in the laundry basket. Until one day she got washed...
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