Tuesday, November 05, 2013
Today I am thankful for Louis. He's my brother's cat technically, but very much "everyone's" cat. He certainly spends a lot of time with me. They say having pets is good for your health (but maybe not my allergies) and I do tend to enjoy my life more when I have pets around. Living in San Diego for 4 years without a pet was kinda a bummer, especially since I've had pets since I was 8 years old.
Louis is a sweet cat. Everyone that gets the chance to interact with him immediately falls in love with his chubby, squeaky, fuzziness. He loves my gray robe, too. He'll come and sit in my lap and just purr and knead my robe and stay there. I actually find it very relaxing to have him come snuggle with me. Occasionally he sleeps in my room with me. He has this high-pitched squeaky meow that's adorable and he always extends one paw to you when he's talking to you. He doesn't have those tiny little teeth between his fangs, so there's just black gums there. It makes it funny watch him meow or yawn since it's like this dark emptiness. Like a cute hillbilly cat. Anyway, he's a treasure and really helped me heal when the MeowMeow passed away.
How could your heart not melt with that lil' punam!