... good things

... do come in small packages, right? tonight, wifee found one of my favorite pics of my lil' baboo when he was a lil' one. ma' lil' chewers used to be such a... well.. different kittenz when 'ee was a youngin. how do i explain this carefully? hmmmm.

when i first met ma' lil chewers, i fell in lurve almost immediately. i rescued him from the seattle animal shelter, and the second i saw his pic, i emailed wifee and said, "mah' lil' chewbaccers!" i could almost SEE her shake her head, but relented she did and soon ah' had ma' lil' behbeh in my arms.

okay okay... wtf is with the name? well.. looky the lil' doozer! he looked like a lil' milk chocolate and caramel wookie cub! (yesh, sue me... i lurve star wars) he was purrrfect. i'm not sure how much more i need to say now... he's grown.. he's turned into a black & white tuxedo kitty, and frankly he's got a high-pitched lil' nancy-voice and is in an unnaturally affectionate relationship with my dog. (don't go there, we will not speak of this moment ever again...)

anyhoo... i still lurve him so.. i was mainly excited that wifee found the pics, and that memories of my lil' squooshie caramel'd bib of a kittenz is back to share wif' all of you.