There is not much in this world that I love more than weed.
12 years ago I adopted the most handsome black kitty. He’s the bossiest and sweetest little man. At the time he was just a year old. I fell in love instantly. Tiny -runt of the litter- with a massive personality. I named him Snoop, but really he is my smushed face monster. I mean that in the most loving way possible. There are a handful of nicknames he’ll answer to as well.
His interests include -but are not limited to- running around at lightning speeds while howling, playing with water in the sink, and stalking squirrels from the kitchen window.
He’s an older boy now so his priorities are mainly sunbathing and napping. I make sure that every day of his life is magical because he’s given me so much love throughout the years.
I love him more than weed.