Dearest Mowgli, you didn't stay in the junk room long, and soon you were running around the whole apartment. However, we had a little problem. You thought the towels were the litterbox! And had to spend much time in jail until you could learn what the litterbox was for.

Luckily, you didn't have to stay in there for too terribly long. What warden wouldn't want to parole your pitiful face?





And, much to my delight, you and Zelda grew to love each other, and snuggling became quite common. Scenes like this always brought out the warm fuzzy feelings and the flashy box!





Even more delightful, was the fact that you went from a hissy wildman, to a cuddly momma's boy lap kitty. Coming in from work and getting a lapful of orange is enough to make anybody's night!







(Just a few more! I promise!)