Last week I took Hasting the cat to the vet to be shaved. He had some knots in his fur which he didn’t like, and neither did we.
One week later, we’re beginning to see the bronze colour in his coat return.
Interestingly, Hastings, who was always HUGE, is more gigantico than we ever imagined. His legs are the size of tree trunks, and I still contend that he looks and walks a bit like an AT-AT. He is more frigging adorable and cute than we ever realized on account of all this. Without his long-haired coat, it’s easy to see how disproportionate the handsome man is – the clown has a really small head but a monstrously large, over-grown body.
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I’ve never owned a kitten before, but I wonder if this is part of their charm. Hastings appears to have had one growth spurt too many on the vertical. I’ll try to get some better photographs to show this – it will take two people because as soon as he realizes I’m focusing my attention on him, he walks directly toward the camera, thereby ruining any good picture of the tree trunks.
