Thursday, November 3, 2011

Silver and the mole

Another one!

This time, true business, the mole.

Annabelle, papa, Jonah
mole

No words needed to be said of the poor dead mole. 

Silver was nowhere to be found. I had to confiscate from him. He was playing with it in the house. I truly truly hate it when he bring them in the house.

I now have a habit to double check when I see him running in the house. I check his mouth. Usually I find lizard or frog. Or he's a good boy.

I love that cat!


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