In crazy lady's never ending quest to introduce me to cats, she tried to give me some background on her history with those evil ones. She discovered some old pictures of a delicious looking grey tabby she calls "Aschkey" (born on crazy lady's birthday and named after her favorite dance hall in Berkeley):
She also showed me pictures of Agent Orange, the "studly" (her words, not mine) tempting morsel she kidnapped from an abusive neighbor:
She claims they are not fat, just furry. Hah! I can tell that the orange demon has muscle:
But the grey tidbit is definitely fat. The wicked mistress might have short, stubby legs and a teeny, tiny head-- but check out the plump body.
Oooooo...watta body...better than chicken...crazy lady told me to "behave," and showed me a very old, very grainy picture of the family Maltese, Nicholas:
A little furry and small, but perhaps he would have made a good playmate.