Since we adopted the monster, (aka dog, Miley, Miley Cyrus dog, "night night"-from our neighbors daughter. so cute!) , we haven't really taken too many pictures of the other pet we own. Tiger. Tiger and Miley play a lot. And by play, I mean they chase eachother around the apartment until Tiger hisses and Miley gets scared. It's hilarious to watch actually. But then they have their moments when they can be really civil to each other. Just this morning, I had both of them in bed with me and they slept together. Well, they were about a foot apart, but hey! It's progress!
Anyway, Tiger is still the king. He is allowed to drink out of Miley's bowl, but if Miley goes anywhere near Tigers bowl, she gets a paw to the face. He lounges around like he owns the place still, and he is always very aware who is here. For instance, when someone new comes over, he doesn't even need to hear them talk, he just knows, and then he promptly hides. But then, when HE feels comfortable, he will come out and socialize. He does everything on his own terms. He will not allow you to pick him up. You have to sit or lay down and he will come sit on you when he is ready. It's funny because he is a very cuddly cat, but it's always his decision if he wants to be cuddly at the moment. So here's to you buddy!
In other news, Aaron and I had a lovely evening the other night at Victoria Beach in Laguna. We ordered Ruby's to-go and took it down to the beach and ate while watching the sunset. We're trying this new thing where we are making a big effort to really appreciate where we live.
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