This is not my cat. This is my friend who lives in Oklahoma, Sherrilou's cat. His name is Manny and he is spoiled rotten just like my Oliver. I say Oliver because he looks exactly like my Oliver. They could be brothers. However, Oliver is not more spoiled than my other cats. They are all spoiled rotten. Isn't that how it is supposed to be?
Saturday, October 23, 2010
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1 comment:
Love the angle of this! Great perspective!
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