Enter, cat cat

This is cat cat. He is Iliya's birthday present.

Cat cat has only been living with us for 2 weeks but it looks like he might be due for a bath soon. He has black crayon on his mouth and cookie crisps on one of his legs. His white parts don't look so white anymore too.

I didn't name him cat cat. Iliya did. She calls him cat cat. She calls all cats, cat cat for that matter. So, cat cat it is. She quickly fell in love with cat cat and now gives him hugs ever so often. Something she doesn't do with me. The husband said it's because I'm too big. I think it's because I'm not hairy. Or orange. Or walk on all fours.

Oh well.