Looks pretty innocent, doesn't he? We had an open house today and Fuzz attacked our real estate agent. The poor guy was sitting on the sofa when Fuzz snuck up from behind and hugged his head (no claws though). He's gotten a few potential home buyers around the ankles too. Thank god they all seem to think it's funny.
While we were kicked out of the house, we got Liam a baseball hat. He'll need the shade for our trip to Scottsdale in a couple of weeks since he won't leave his sunglasses on. I think he looks like a little trucker in this picture (a trucker in need of coffee).
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