Which explains why I've become so fond of it.
Whatever. I've been asked for Grady
updates, and today is World Animal Day
, so there.
This is Grady at seven weeks old, shortly after he came home...
And this is Grady at four-and-a-half months old...
He's gained about a pound in the three weeks or so since the second photo was taken. He's totally yooge
Not quite yooge
enough, however. The other night, my little boy suddenly decided it was time to become a man, and rushed the big kitty
with the clear intent of mounting her. He jumped on her back, grabbed ahold
of her scruff with his teeth...and realized too late that his legs weren't quite long enough to reach the floor from atop her. He clung on for a few desperate moments, legs dangling in the air, weiner
nowhere near the magic, until the big kitty rolled her eyes and shrugged him off onto the floor with a tiny, effortless twitch of her shoulder.
He looked kinda like this afterwards...
It was, like, a precious family moment, or something.
Thank jeebus yet again that I don't have human kids.
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