Saying that I love my cat is an understatement. Moby, is a 2-year-old Siamese-cross. I convinced my boyfriend after our lengthy search for “the perfect cat” that this little kitty was ours. I did so only a few weeks before Christmas in 2010. We brought this little meowing boy into our home and we have treated and loved him as if he were our child.
It’s funny how an innocent nickname can stick, Moby was the name we later agreed to call him, but in the days before that came to be, we called him Baby.
Now would be the time I pulled out my phone to show off pictures of my Baby Moby. I will spare you from flipping through thousands of cat pictures and share just two.
Moby’s 1st and 2nd Christmas. This being his 3rd Christmas, I’m just crossing my fingers that he doesn’t unwrap his gifts early again this year and that our tree remains standing. I have already given up on the ornaments. Our Christmas tree is 1/4 undecorated thanks to Moby.