I won’t blog the ridiculous collection of photos of Mr. Featherbottom that I’ve amassed since September. I don’t even feel compelled to go through them. His ridiculous poses beg to be photographed. He really deserves his own Tumblr. I don’t even know how to create a Tumblr.

I’ll just skip ahead to a couple of days ago…

Yes, he’s getting fat. I’d cut his food, but he and Z share the food, and I can’t separate them as Z barely eats anything when I leave her alone…