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My Two Favorite Males

Hubby is owned by our cat. Lock, stock and barrel. When hubby goes to bed, so does Bobo. Right on top of him. They're both sleeping beside me as I type this right now, so I took their picture.

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When hubby isn't around, the feline deigns to crawl on top of me and sleep. I'm second best. Second in line. It's ok, though. Everybody loves Daddy the best and that's as it should be. He's the greatest.

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  1. All dads like pussy......I think

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  2. Awwwwww. It looks by being owned by Bobo is a good thing and mutually beneficial. Very relaxing.

    I bet Daddy loves you the best so you are not always second in line.

    Personally, I think you are fantastic!

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  3. So the order of favorites is:

    1) kitty
    2) hubby
    and presumably then 3) son?

    Am I the only one who see's something wrong with this? ;)

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  4. You know why you're second in line, Pammy, don't you?

    It's those boobs. I'm not making a sexist comment here cos I dunno what size they are. But cats prefer a totally flat surface to stretch out on.

    I have a friend who's six foot eight. When he sits in a chair with his legs crossed, cats come running. His thigh is absolutely the right length for a good stretch. I've tried it with the same cats and they're not interested.

    So you see, you don't need to feel second best. It's just an accident of biology.

    Glad to be of service :)

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  5. Whitesnake, whitesnake, whitesnake...

    Kindness, you are good for my ego! Yes, I'm high on my husband's list. Which works out well, as he's high on mine.

    Sketchy, I don't think you're the only one. :)

    Mark, you are probably correct, as I am curvealicious!

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  6. Anonymous9:02 AM

    Awwwwwwwwww...... Uncle Daddy is stretched out on Daddy. How cute is that?

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