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Baby Thor

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Happy 2nd Birthday!

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Imrlgoddess

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Hims twwwooo!!!! Our little nugget is two years old y'all! 

Today he gets wet num nums all to himself  & all the scritches & squeezies he can handle... and some he can't.... :laughing-jumpingpurple:

I didn't have a party hat in my phone picture doodle thing so a top hat will have to do.

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PennySycamore

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Happy Second Birthday, Thor!!  You've come such a long way since you were rescued as a tiny newborn kitty!  Many happy returns of the day!

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      Just now, HumbleJillyMuffin said:

      Aww, thank you! I'm feeling a little guilty because in the week that we've been in the house she's been relegated to the powder room on the main floor (with baby gates on the door, we're not barbarians) and while it's for her own good we still feel guilty. We just don't want her to get hurt. 

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    • HumbleJillyMuffin

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      2 minutes ago, HerNameIsBuffy said:

      Awwww home made gifts are best kind!  😂

      her sweetness leaps off the screen.

      Aww, thank you! I'm feeling a little guilty because in the week that we've been in the house she's been relegated to the powder room on the main floor (with baby gates on the door, we're not barbarians) and while it's for her own good we still feel guilty. We just don't want her to get hurt. 

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      1 minute ago, HumbleJillyMuffin said:

      This is Emma Junipurr. She is an old lady cat, blind and hypertensive, and very vocal. She's had some health challenges over the past few months but has remained the same sweet girl I adopted nearly seven years ago. She's very proud of the fact that she has a Daddy now - my boyfriend and I just purchased and moved into our first home and she loves it when he refers to himself as her Daddy. He's wonderful with her. She made him a special heart-shaped gift in her litter box yesterday, but I refused to take a photo. Meowmyhood only goes so far! 

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      Awwww home made gifts are best kind!  😂

      her sweetness leaps off the screen.

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    • HumbleJillyMuffin

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      This is Emma Junipurr. She is an old lady cat, blind and hypertensive, and very vocal. She's had some health challenges over the past few months but has remained the same sweet girl I adopted nearly seven years ago. She's very proud of the fact that she has a Daddy now - my boyfriend and I just purchased and moved into our first home and she loves it when he refers to himself as her Daddy. He's wonderful with her. She made him a special heart-shaped gift in her litter box yesterday, but I refused to take a photo. Meowmyhood only goes so far! 

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