Back in 2003... there was a cat.. not just any cat! A local cat.. a nice cat.. a sweet little purr-monger with kitty-aids (feline leukemia). For some reason i took to him. Was it the look in his eyes? Those soft little whiskers? or..
Was it the fact that his name was Nigel... Nigel, the aids kitty. How could you not love him for the next half a decade through absurd photoshops?
I rest my case...
