Mr. Kittles
We were adopted while I was gone. Meet Mr. Kittles. Apparently, he walked right in the door and made a beeline for the dog bowl, and he hasn't left since. He has the brightest, bluest eyes I have ever seen. He was very dirty, though, and in desperate need of a bath. You can tell what he thought of that idea. He is all fluffy and clean now, and making himself quite at home. He is a scrawny little thing, but he should fill out pretty soon.
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