Kyle's father has a most singular cat, Mac-Mac. As all cats do, this one sleeps most of the day. Unlike most cats, this one seems to be the most comfortable all twisted up.
|Actually this 'sorry sucker' is just Kyle.|
Also, I would like to note that I am under the influence of Peter Gethers' The Cat Who Went to Paris, which is a pretty funny book. Gethers writes stories about his cat, Norton, and all his antics. I highly recommend it, though I am sad to say I do not recommend the subsequent A Cat Abroad (it isn't funny or even really about Norton). And I have not read the third book in the series. I should also probably tell you that our entire trip, I have been yearning for a boat cat. I need someone to talk to who isn't Kyle. I am very jealous of our fellow boaters who have pets aboard. I never pictured myself for a pet person, but I think I am going to need a cat.
|Nothing says comfort like curling up with some table legs.|
Too funny...and too dangerous. I found out the hard way that he doesn't discriminate against faces either - he find them equally as bite-able as hands. Anyway, I hope you'll all forgive me for this useless post about a cat :P