This is my never excitable Mr. Kirbs. I don't think I've introduced him to you all before now because he's always sleeping when the camera comes out. He's my oldest cat at 11. He's the one I slyly picked up from the Humane Society without my husband's knowledge and then I left him in the bathroom while I had to run into work. Much to my dismay, my husband returned home to lunch (he never did that) and rang me up asking me how a kitten ended up in our bathroom. I dunno, I said, but since he's already there we have to keep him.
Kirby turned out to not care about me so much and he LOVES my previously cat hating husband. Figures. This is the story of my life.