Heh...I sometimes forget just how big he is.
Tam is now scolding me because I'm on the computer, when I *could* be playing with *him*. What's so good about an old computer anyway? How can it compare with a wonderful, princely Siamese brat...err...cat??
At least, that's how I interpret.
Hehehe....my sister's cats have to try out every car parked at TheHouse for it's sleeping qualities. I return cars to the rental place covered with cat prints.
