Oliver playing, I think.
Ode to Oliver.I was the one who used to make fun of people for how obsessive they could get about their pets. Now I’ve got a kitten who I adore and am writing a blog about.
Oliver the brown tabby is nearly four months old and I’m shocked I’ve kept him alive this long, knock on wood. I’m notorious for killing goldfish, practically kicking dogs, and hating on anything that has more than two legs. But Oliver is a special case, wherein he’s a bit crazy, and so we can relate on that level.
3 years ago