I have posted a lot about my thoughts and atheist things, but not enough about the adorable animals in my life.
First, there is my Welsh Corgi Kevin. My mom claims he has “English champions in his pedigree,” and any time the queen’s corgi’s are on TV we tell him to look at his cousins. Regardless of the truth of this statement, he is adorable. If you think he looks like a stoned, it’s because he takes morphine everyday for hip pain and is considerably happier after he has it.
There is also Patrick’s wonderful cat Figaro. He is a nice, cuddly sweet guy, but he can also be a big fat jerk. The first time I ever met him, I had set my water bottle on the kitchen counter. He looked at me, he looked at the water bottle, back at me, back at the water bottle, and BAM! Hit it to the floor and walked away. It’s been mostly uphill since then. I love him dearly.
The other adorable animal I have in my life is this comic cat. Whenever I’m having a bad day, I just look at Shoelace and smile. He also makes good days better!