Year Of The Cat
I knew I'd enter into a relationship this year, but I was wrong about the species of my co-conspirator. Her name is Cinder (nee Jolie). She is almost 1 years old and hails from Russia.
Here she is in her customary spot behind my music-making device:

Sometimes she ranges further afield, preferring my bed to hers:

We're roommates now. I'm looking after her for Santino's sister in Singapore. I think we'll get on just fine.
Here she is in her customary spot behind my music-making device:

Sometimes she ranges further afield, preferring my bed to hers:

We're roommates now. I'm looking after her for Santino's sister in Singapore. I think we'll get on just fine.
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