My first little guy

This chubby guy was the first to capture my heart. He came into my life after first meeting at a youth football game in Michigan and has been with me ever since.

When the Hubs and I were first talking about moving in together, he actually asked me, "Do you have to bring that cat?"

"Excuse, me? What? Of course he's coming with me," I replied.

How could he even ask me that? Comet was with me before he came around. Luckily, the kitty is such a cool cat, that he and the Hubs became fast friends and even play a game of chase every once in a while. It's quite funny to watch a rather chubby cat chase a grown man around the house.

Recently, we've had to put Mr. Fatty on a diet. He and mom have been trying to cut back on the treats and eat sensibly for their health. This means that there is not always food in the kitty bowl, which means that Comet has become even more loving in hopes that we will feed him more. We're not falling for that trick, mister. It's for your own good, and we want you to be around for a long, long time.

Today, Comet was relaxing in the sun that was shining in from one of the our front windows. He was so relaxed that he allowed me to take several pictures of him. As you can see he is just a big of ball of orange fur.