He's more than a cat...

Lauren looooooves her Junior cat. She tackles cuddles him, squishes holds him, suffocates kisses him, etc... She's kinda like Lennie Small of "Of Mice and Men", except that she hasn't squeezed him to death yet.

And he's always been her "grumpy 'ole cat", as she calls him.

But today as I'm putting a load of laundry in, I hear her in the living room chattering about her "cousin". I walk into the dining room to find this:


I ask her what she's doing and she says, "I just letting my cousin in, momma".


Okay, then ;)