The midnight ramble, almost three hours later

I told Little Man that if he doesn't stay out of the other cats' wet food, his food allergies are going to get so bad that he'll look like he's wearing half-assed Eric Carr "Cat-Man" makeup all the time. Then he sneezed on me and my Treo about a tenth of a second after the second photo was taken. You can see he's just waiting for the sneeze. I just couldn't take the photo and get out of range fast enough.

Good Night Truth or Consequences, New Mexico, wherever you are.

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