On January 21st in 2010, I brought Carlos home with me.
And I've never regretted it (which, given the other cats since then, is saying something). He's my therapy cat.
I won't go quite as photo-crazy as I did last year
, but we must have a few. In March:
In May, "helping" me change the sheets. What's the hurry?
June, the dive pose:
July, the "you have something good":
As well as the confirmation that the "orange tabby" yarn really was his color:
In August, keeping me company when I started working from home.
Just another sleepy day.
And the less common reluctant knitwear model.
Let me show you my toes.
Hold still, I'm comfortable.
Yarn inspector. This smells fascinating.
Here's to another good year, buddy.