Bigman was there today, in all his pathological glory. He was wearing a red fleece pullover and a white collared shirt. If it weren't for the khaki pants, I swear it was this guy. He was, as usual, rocking back and forth, adding imaginary numbers, and so on, and so on, and so on. At some point, I noticed his hands. Dude get manicured. I hate that his nails look better than mine. No, I won't get close enough to take a picture of his hands, so don't even ask. It makes me wonder if he gets pedicures too. No, wait, I just threw up a little. Nevermind. What was funny, or sad depending on how you look at it, I prefer funny because that's just who I am...anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, so, he was on his usual throne. There were three people who sat in the seat next to him, all of whom moved rather abruptly once The Bigman Show started.
In other news, Elvis lost a tooth tonight. He's four months old, right in prime teething time for kittens. He was kind enough to spit it out on the sofa for me. Thanks, buddy. Then he tried to eat it again. Now I'm all paranoid he'll swallow all the others and I'll have to spend thousands on gastrointestinal repair. And because I know you're dying to see it, here's Elvis's tooth. With a dime for reference, rather than a quarter, because it's so tiny.
5 comments:
I didn't even know that cat's lost teeth!
Yup. Just like kids. They get whiney and chew on EVERYTHING. It's crazy. Hopefully his big boy teeth will come in soon.
What a tiny tooth!
Love your new header photo, by the way.
So tiny it was hard to photograph.
The photo was one I took Tuesday morning when we got a whoping 6 inches of snow. Thanks!
Aw, shucks. Mr. Kitty lost a fang once (a big cat tooth, mind you) when he tried to jump through a mirror in a hotel room, thinking (I believe) that it was an open window!
I love that you named him Elvis. Now, any random reader who comes across your blog will feel a bit disoriented at first. "Elvis? Losing teeth? What the?"
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