Thursday, October 27, 2005


Claudie theatrically recounts his 36-day ordeal under the sofa after the introduction of terrorist kitten Ellie to the household: "And, and the worst part was: she kept peeking under there to look at me!"

I'm hoping he'll be back to form by Nov. 6 when he'll be needed to serve as a co-host for the 85th Carnival of the Cats. In the meantime, check out The Ark or Watermark for the latest and best pet blogging photos.
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