For those of you that have read my blog posts for a while, you may recall I fostered a litter of kittens in the fall of 2011.
I, of course, had to adopt one of them: the gray & white boy who I *thought* was a girl (his original name was Chelsea Lately, as he ALWAYS went for my vodka while in the Kitten Control Room).
Of course, once his gender was correctly identified, his name changed, to Stoli (of course, right?)
What a rough life he has - this is him enjoying the fire night before last:
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