Meg and I went to my parents to cook out for my actual b-day tonight. I'd whine about getting old (29) if I felt old, and it doesn't really work because most of my friends are older than me and would just tell me to get over it. This isn't the best picture, but the black cat, Linus, had a litter of kittens late last night and early this morning. She was being protective and had them under the bed, but they're cute little fuckers, huh?
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