some of you thought this meant i was pregnant. while i appreciate your confidence in the power of my womb, i assure you that were i pregnant, there would be far more curse words, and probably vomiting. and curse words.
the thing is, is i have a heart *this big.* for those of you who have a monitor smaller than the known universe, i'll just tell you. it's big. it's big like a baboon's butt is red; very, and sometimes embarrassingly so.
i now present, in his very first appearance on the internets.....
he's six months old, a flame point siamese,
and the most handsome spokesman
mac has ever had.
he arrived on friday night,
and promptly poo'd the dog bed.
he enjoys gadgets and appliances,
including the mac, the fridge, the cable box
and that pesky lava lamp.
and often screams until you agree to love him.
(this quality is creating an air of competition
in the home and i can't say i really
mind the sibling rivalry. it's nice to have
julius love me without quite so much
talons and teeth once in a while.)
aside from a well-placed and punishing wound
i received immediately following his arrival,
julius and pickles have found him fairly innocuous.
when julius licked nimoy's sleeping face there was
so much cutenessthat i actually died.
i was revived with cookies. it's good to have them on hand.
you can see that being siamese, his eyes are sort of wonky.
this is adorable.
if you disagree, i'm not sure we're friends.
someone who is a jerk uses this characteristic
to call leonard nimoy "corky."
this is evil and inappropriate and leonard nimoy
plans to kill this person while this person is sleeping.
possibly the best part of the whole deal is that i received an early birthday present at the exact same time of leonard nimoy's arrival.
thank you, spinnerina. your timing is impeccable.