Libby here.
I have a bone to pick. And don’t judge me—I’m just trying to come clean here.
But I have a problem with a certain little kitten who recently moved into the PPAC.
Why is everyone so obsessed with this guy?
I love kittens just as much as the next person. But, when it comes to Oscar, (that's the offenders' name) all bets are off.
It’s not that I’m an attention hog. Or that I don’t wish him well. Nothing like that.
I am merely a cat who has grown accustomed to a certain level of attention. And now that Oscar has moved in, I am up against completely uneven odds.
Oscar is mostly black with salt and pepper white hairs.
When you pick this little guy up, he literally rolls onto his back, flops over and cuddles whoever’s arms he is in. He is probably the friendliest kitten I have ever met.
And he has the tiniest little body but a big, fat Buddha belly.
All in all, the complete package is too much cuteness for words. He should be the homepage of cuteoverload.com.
I don’t stand a chance against his adorable, cuddly presence.
So I guess, when it comes down to it, I too am kind of a member of the Oscar fan club. I’m just pretending not to be to stand on my attention lovin’ laurels.
And I just found out that Dr. Silverman’s family will be adopting him. It’s good to know the little guy will have such a good home.
Till next time.
Libby
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