He's Mr. Sandwich
Take 5 parts cute, 2 parts hellion, 3 parts kitten, and mix together all night long, non-stop and you will have yourself a perfect Mr. Sandwich.
Who, or what, or how is Mr. Sandwich? He's a 3-month old kitten that Meghan and I adopted two weeks ago and he is pictured above. His name is Mr. Sandwich. Not Reynold or Puss or even Tom. His first name is Mr. and his last name is Sandwich, and I laugh every time I hear or say his name. He's the awesomest. He's the super-cutest kitten in the whole wide world. He's also the largest hell-raiser this side of rockies. Some of his favorite activities include sleeping all day under the bed and staying up all night long to play rock-em-sock-em robots with our noses and feet. I think we've gotten a grand total of 14 hours of sleep in the last two weeks. But you can't stay mad at him, because he's so darn adorable. He's not even four pounds yet, and he's a super-snuggler, and likes to be flipped upside-down and have his belly rubbed. I could go on, but I don't want to say anything too embarrassing just yet.
I'll post more pictures when I can, but he's not one to sit still for more than 6 milliseconds, so most of my shots look like blurry photos of Bigfoot or the Loch Ness Monster. But, maybe once I get good at photographing Mr. Sandwich, I'll be ready to take on the hunt for Sasquatch.



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