The Fluffle as a baby, on the old, tiny Ikea couch (human included for size comparison).

The Fluffle all grown up, on the newer, better couch that isn't from Ikea (human again included for size comparison):

(For reference, I'm 5'6" and the Fluffle weighs about 10-11 pounds. I'm not sure how he manages to stretch out to be half the length of my body)
The Fluffle and the Stevelet cuddling together adorably:


(The Stevelet's heart-shaped spot is just visible in the top photo)
The Fluffle seeks safety atop the living room bookcases after this weekend's bath:

The Stevelet sits alertly atop the same bookcase:

Action!Stevelet!

(I don't actually know what he's doing - maybe there was a bug on the ceiling, or an imaginary bug, or a shadow, or a imaginary shadow. He attacks the patterns on the oriental rug, so really it could have been anything)
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Ah, bath. My little monster is long haired too, and we have to bath her almost everytime she has to take trip in the car (she does *not* like the vet) and soil herself due to stress. Luckily we had a detachable shower head and she freezes when under the spray so we manage to escape injury. poor thing she always look like a drwoned rat.
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Yep. That's Shamie, the effect isn't as startling since she's developped a bit of a belly but it still makes you go O.o