Facing certain death, Dobson was rescued from a town in northern Quebec. He’s a three month old farm cat whose intestines are probably crawling with parasites and other interesting organisms.
But he’s adorable
And now he’s mine.
And he’s totally OK with me being his mom.
Even though I have a beard and a penis.
He’s pretty active, so when he’s not trying to kill his feathery mouse toy thing, he’s gotta sleep to recharge:
He’s also not that bright, but he’s starting to figure things out:
And he just discovered my fucking plants.
And my Internet Access Level has just changed from Regular Internet User to Internet Cat Content Contributer.