Deep Sea Carpet

Snowman, the fourth cat. I probably have the most photos of him than the others, in spite of the fact that he is my Nanny's cat. He was a stray and he was so thin you could count his ribs, but we fed him outside and eventually after months he decided to come inside and live with my Grandparents. He still believes he's a little kitten and so has a 'happy hour' when he goes hyper and randomly runs up and down the hall. I must say he's quite a character.