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my furbabies

luca was my christmas present six years ago. he was abandoned at the ASPCA in a box that was taped shut.  my mama found him there before he could be put down.  he was seriously THE CUTEST KITTEN ON THE PLANET. i’m not exaggerating. then he just grew and grew and grew into a gigantic 16 pound cat monster. he’s still adorable but in a chubby cat way.  he loves to cuddle (on his schedule) and purrs like a mack truck.

liberty came to me five years ago.  her mama was killed when she was two weeks old.  she was adopted by a lady and her great dane who helped raise her.  she was bottle fed so she was super comfortable with people…and thought the great dane was her mama.  funny thing is she hates everyone but me.  unless i’m not there and then she’ll eventually settle for attention from someone else.  she never learned to purr; she drools instead.  it’s super weird.  but if she drools on you, that means she REALLY likes you.

my workout partner needs to be working a little bit harder.
my workout partner needs to be working a little bit harder.
my luca.  don't let his sweet face fool ya.  he is a mess.
my luca. don’t let his sweet face fool ya. he is a mess.
my sweet liberty.  she pretty much hates everyone in the world but me.
my sweet liberty. she pretty much hates everyone in the world but me.
when luca was still a kitten.  he always wanted to be with me.
when luca was still a kitten. he always wanted to be with me like he was a person or something. he still follows me around all the time and has to sit in my lap at least once a day.
when liberty was a kitten, these guys were pretty adorable.  then she grew up and they very rarely cuddle like this.
when liberty was a kitten, these guys were pretty adorable. then she grew up and they very rarely cuddle like this.
luca baby
luca as a kitten.
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