I'm going to post pictures of my animals now. And this time I'm actually in one of them. I apologize in advance for the titty quality. I only have my crappy phone to take pictures with.
This is Spot, named for the spot under his chin. He's the father of all the other cats except for Squeaker and Dot.
Tug-o-war!
This is Squeaker, named because of her inability to actually meow. She squeaks. She's the mother of all the cats we have other than Dot and Spot.
This is Dot, Squeaker's sister. All of her kitties have been given away. We're still in the process of trying to get rid of some of the younger ones, but it's fairly hard since we've already grown attached.
I'm actually in this one.
This is Marshmallow, named because of her cheeks. You can't really tell in this picture, but her cheeks looks like little marshmallows.
This is Helmut. Because it looks like he's wearing a tiny little helmet.
See? He's wearing a little helmet! Just like Rick Moranis.
Also, Tug-o-war!
This is Yoda. Or at least he used to be. Before we got him snipped. He's gotten fat since then, so he's not quite as Yoda-y anymore.
DID SOMEBODY SAY DOG? This is Silas. He's a lab/rottweiler mix. He weighs 110 lbs. now. Fatty.
This is Buddy. He's a stray that comes inside to eat sometimes. Every now and again he'd walk past and we would say, "hey, buddy." And eventually that just became his name.
He drinks from the sink instead of the water dish, because I guess he's a germaphobe or something.
The chinchilla again. Skywalker. I'm kinda regretting that name.
Master of the Fork
Originally Posted by Quin 'n' Tonic
