So for those of you not "in the know" I am now living with Mink and his wife in their house. Things are going well and I really don't have anything negative to say, so that's totally awesome!

Living in this house there are of course the three humans (mentioned above) as well as three animals. We have:

1. Gus the dog (male)
2. Cole the cat (male)
3. Tigger the cat (female)

It has become completely obvious that the cats love me mainly because I pet them and allow them to hang out in my room on occasion (they are then able to hide out in peace from Gus the dog). I swear these animals provide an endless supply of entertainment through crazy actions, re-actions and habits. Here are a couple from recent history:

Mink's family was visiting, and with them came the family dog. Gus of course ate this up because he finally had a playmate. The cats however decided to camp out in the master bedroom and act terrified that there was another dog in the house (this dog is the size of a large rat) and opted not to leave said master bedroom.

Well this was all fine and dandy until Cole had to go "number two" and really didn't want to make t he trek across the house to the cat box in the garage (at this point all I have to say is at least this cat did what he did, where he did), so he promptly jumped up on the bathroom sink and proceeded to shit in the sink.

Now there are arguably many places which anyone could consider to be "much worse" should they have fallen into this poor cat's mental "view finder" of an appropriate spot to expel one's fecal matter, but nevertheless, it's not as though the cat was trapped in the room. Shitting in the sink should be and was in fact considered a very bold move on the part of Cole the cat.

So that was just a fun and sexy time for everyone.

Next we have Tigger with a much more Hallmark/Kodak moment which I was fortunate enough to capture in a binary cluster on my smart phone (I took some digital pictures on my mobile phone). Here they are:

So basically Tigger was chasing my mouse cursor around the screen in the pictures above. I thought it was pretty funny since normally this cat doesn't really play much, is terrified of Gus the dog, and generally makes herself very scarce around the house.

So here's to you and your fifteen minutes of fame Tigger, may each coming minute be double the pleasure and happiness of the minute just passing.

Hell yeah, did you read that shit? I could totally write for Jack Handy on SNL.

Now here are some pictures of Gus (purely for your viewing pleasure):

Well... now isn't that special....

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