When I got home from work, I trimmed his claws..
I guess now he thinks this table in my kitchen belongs to him.
Queso is my new cat. Here's his story:
My friend has two dogs. One is nice and mellow. The other, aptly named Chopper, doesn't like her cat. He barks at him and terrorizes him, so the cat was staying with a friend. Now the friend can't keep him anymore...so Queso came to live with me.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Day 11 - 9.30.10
This morning, Queso woke me up by swiping his claws across my face. What a punk! I pushed him away, but he came back, then scratched my lip! Punk I say! I finally gave in and got up, before my alarm, to give him some food and that was that..
When I got home from work, I trimmed his claws..
I guess now he thinks this table in my kitchen belongs to him.
When I got home from work, I trimmed his claws..
I guess now he thinks this table in my kitchen belongs to him.
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