|Meet Dairy. Aka Mr. Fluffy.|
|Baby Legend and Dairy|
Dairy, on the other hand, is my boy. Maybe because he is needy. He would rather be in my lap than on the couch.. He thinks he's the size of a chihuahua but really, he is a puma. Which has led to many falls off our furniture. He runs and hides when the mail man comes to our front door. He has indeed tried to sniff a candle and melted all of his left side whiskers off. Sometimes I wonder if he's eternally toasted on catnip.
|Legend wonders how Dairy tolerates such torture.|
|You can see me?|
Now look at me, meowing back to my cats.