His name is Jenks and yes, that IS a cat hammock . . . I didn't know there were such things, cat hammocks, but I see years of doggie therapy in his future.
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Yeah - when he is a cranky teenager and realizes that the cats "own" the basement - he will ask me if he can move in with Aunt Emily - who has a cool basement and NO CATS!
Cute nephew......now where is the car.
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