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Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Non Ho Fatto Niente

Well, that isn't entirely true. After putting in my hours at the office, I head home  to spend some time with mia gatto.

Today's post is a tribute to my past life as Queen of the Front Office. In those days, my kingdom had windows (that's right, more than one) and I had a desk that if in my current office 3 would be expected to work at. Ah, the good old days. Things weren't always golden in that kingdom though, and when times got tough in those post lunch and "did the clock stop advancing?" times, we knew only one thing could solve the problem- a cute cat picture break.

So since I hijacked his posts (he didn't really have anything else to say) here's his photo journal of the last few days:

Left to Right: Nico discovers he can sit on the ledge and watch water drain. Nico loves Mr. White Rat. "Mom, we have a spider problem I think that's more important than the no jumping up here rule."
I realize that most of you think that I've already completed step one of transforming into a cat lady. I assure you, I have not. I know I talk way too much about this little guy, but he's so stinkin' cute and too entertaining to not tell you about his adventures.

And besides, it's still il gatto not i gatti so I'm good.

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