There's no place like home. I get to enjoy things like home-cooked meals in a clean kitchen, sleeping in, a free gym.. Oh and my family, of course.
And I've gotten to spend a lot of quality time with this guy:
That's Ronnie.
When we first rescued him, he was Scrawny Ronnie. underweight...you get the idea...But after massive amounts of feeding, he became Ronster the Monster. His daily exercise consisted of moving from the couch to the food bowls, then back to the couch (or maybe a different chair if he was feeling particularly ambitious). However, with age and acclimation to a life of luxury (or life with a family that realized that just because the food dish is empty, doesn't mean it has to be refilled) he has slimmed down. He is now a more social cat (almost annoyingly so) and does whatever he pleases with his food (note the location of his tail):
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