You asked for it, you got it folks. I just couldn't keep turning down all the requests upon requests for photos of this frickin' fine feline so, may I present to you ladies and gentlemen, Short Legs Mini Cat McGhee!
I think that it's important to mention something at this point because I feel like I'd be lying to you if I didn't admit the measly little fact that the pleads were primarily - okay, solely - from me. Sorry. There's my crying confession to you. Not unlike the girl who had to confess to her boyfriend that no, that moustache on my finger isn't permanant marker. Yes, that is a tatoo. It's a FINGERSTACHE, bitch. Got it?
Also, we're going to a school production of The Wizard of Oz on Friday which means I have an excuse to dress up as a lion and/or flying monkey and I don't think there are words enough to explain how excited I am. I'll just say this: Rawr ee oo oo ee aa (those are the sounds of a flying lion monkey).