It's Wine-Thirty!

How's this for a cuteness factor?!

Milo asleep with Nathaniel's stuffed cat Lo on the left and Calvin's stuffed Boston Terrier Pablo on the right.

Poor Milo

A temperature taking and three shots later at the vet, this is how my poor boy has spent his entire afternoon.

Curled up in the hallway, not wanting anyone to bother him.

Trina has faired a bit better and is more active, but she's having her moments.

Milo is one of the most normal cats we have.  Trina, well, let's just say that she is a regular nervous nelly.

To give an example of just how high strung Trina is, when the vet checked both cats, he said that Trina's heart was beating at 220 beat per minute, while Milo was 120 bpm.

Yes, that's our Trina.  A regular little spaz.

Me and my shadow

I've come to think of Milo almost like a dog.  He isn't too independent like our other cats (o.k, Smoosh isn't that independent either).  He follows me everywhere I go in our house, which I'm finding to be rather cute and amusing.

When I'm working, he can be found here, watching the birds outside.

And if he's not up there, he is here (on my messy desk). 

He does make it pretty hard to see what I'm working on.  ;-)

He does love trying to catch the cursor on the monitor though.