must..attack..killer...fake plant..
Luckily, he's got the hiding part down pat.
hey. you with the camera. you can't see me, and the minute you snap that picture, i'm gonna jump on your head and claw the crap outta your skull. you know i will.
(norman's note....he did. The cat ain't all there)
Let's hope he makes it to 9 weeks old.
Let's hope he doesn't shit on my bed.
So so so so sooooo cute.
I hope your bed remains feces free. I am very eloquent in the middle of the night, aren't I?