The things you forget when you disappear...

This is Mao. He was once a peace offering from a rather poor choice I made once upon a time in my young adult life. I love him dearly even though many days he is mean and trips me and won't let me go to the bathroom because the toilet is HIS throne. Anyway, he's a pain in my butt, but I keep him around so my apartment isn't so empty.

 Anyway, I got my Mao a baby! He was lonely he told me, so he needed a partner in crime for while I'm at work. This is who he ended up with:

This magnificent little fellow we call Atticus. When he joined the family he really wasn't old enough to leave his mommy. If he hadn't though he would be living a sad little life foraging for food in the dangerous outdoors known as Terrible Haute. We made due with his tiny size though. Regular feedings of KMR and Mao watching out like a nervous first time mommy. He even potty trained the little one affectionately known as Tucus. We were told Tucus's birthday is April 16 so maybe now the boys will share a joint birthday party.


For a while Mao absolutely adored Atticus.







This is probably the sweetest picture I will ever get of the two of them...the day they met and Mao assumed the role of big brother.

They were so cute at first. It was the snuggliest most adorable make you gag sweet silly humor I could have asked for...............

Then it was just awkward and silly the way they would act together.

And now big brother is finally fed up with the overly hyper spastic little fireball I stuck him with and sometimes he won't even cuddle unless I'm standing up and pick him up...the only way little Tucus can't make himself involved in the attentions. Oh the jealously Not that either of them are particularly cuddly men. They are silly kids that make me want to pull my hair out but at the end of the day I'm so happy I have them.

**Here's to the men in my life that I want there,**

**And easy parting from the ones I don't!**