Justin: In the Feast of Being Able to. Amen.

Hey Little Sparta

Last spring I lost my awesome kitty of 14 years, Clarence Lothario Jackson. In the fall, I began keeping my eyes out for the right next little buddy. A week and a half ago I found him.

He’s a now 8.5 weeks old tabby kitten. His name is Floyd.

This morning Floyd decided hiding on the side of the tub between the curtains and peeking in at me wasn’t enough, so he just jumped in. He stood there at my feet, right in the water until I picked him up and held him… under the shower head. He was pleased.

Regrettably, I haven’t owned a hair dryer in years, which only then remembered, so I had to thoroughly towel dry him before hurrying off to work.

Today I’ll buy a dryer, and tomorrow he’s getting shampooed.

I love my Floyd.

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