Fat cats (no, really)

OK, so in the last post I made the mistake of missing my cats and now I can’t stop. I started digging through pictures and I found a couple worth posting. First, I should introduce you to yet another lolcatsy site called Stuff On My Cat.

Pretty win, no? Don’t act like there’s ever been a cat owner who hasn’t played this game. I know I’m guilty.

One time Legolas (my fattest cat) came to say hello to me while I was surfing, and after earning pets for about 20 minutes, he figured it was time to retire and bask in the light of my desklamp. As usual, he slept in a stupid position, and so I covered him in cookies.

(I apologize for the quality of the pictures. These were taken sometime last year, during a period in between functional digital cameras. I took them with the built-in camera on my laptop.)

The best part of the story was that I then gathered up the cookies, blew the hairs off, reboxed them, and my sister ate them all 20 minutes later, none the wiser.

One more. This is surely as I arrived home one day, sat down at my computer, and was greeted by the Petting Obelisk. Sometimes when I had to concentrate on something at the computer and thus type with both hands, he would rub his face against mine.

The really silly part about this is that I adapted to this and used it as a method of petting him in order to be able to concentrate on whatever I was working on.

See?

Man, I miss that fat loser.