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Waiting For A Full Belly

When I come home from work, the first thing Queso does is try to run out the door.. the second thing he does is try to trip me by walking under my feet as i'm trying to walk.  After that he follows me to the kitchen and waits for me to give him his canned food.  When he realizes that's not going to happen, he goes to his semi-full bowl of dry food and starts eating, looking over his shoulder a couple times to see if i'm still there.  He's a needy cat..

Back In Time

Me and Queso, watching 'Hot Tub Time Machine'.

It was a very cheezy movie, but it had some good parts.  I think Queso enjoyed it.. or maybe he didn't care (most likely).

Basket Case

I did some laundry today..  Queso decided to get inside my laundry basket again.  He pulled a Popeye when my flash popped.. funny stuff.

Hungry?

Every time I go into the kitchen, Queso thinks he's getting food.  I have to wait till bed time to feed him or else he'll wake me up in the middle of the night.  Sometimes I feel a little mean about it, but I gotta get sleep..

Day ???

I dunno how many days it's been anymore.  I suppose I could sit and figure it out, but I don't want to... 

I went on a little vacation last month and while I was gone, Queso was being taken care of by Julie again.  This time instead of just coming over to feed him, she took him to her place.  She has two cats of her own so I guess it was an experiment.  It turned out fine apparently, only a little hissing, no fights.  "Skinny" didn't seem to like him very much, but "Haywire" seemed to tolerate him.  You can see him below in the pic with Queso.

Hey!

I dropped the ball.. sorry.. here's a glamour shot to try to make up for it.