Here is old Zeb....my big brother.
Also, introducing Morty Man!
This is where Morty hangs out when he wants treats. The treats are a bribe. Without them we might not be able to put moisture drops in his eyes everyday. He grew up in the ghetto, (a garbage dumpster behind a factory to be precise) he was outside in the cold and his eyelids didn't develop properly. Poor little Squirt!
2 comments:
I knew you had more cats up your sleeve!
Zeb was the all-time greatest cat.
You had to beware when he nuzzled up against your legs because it was like colliding with a pile-driver.
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