Ah, my beloved beast, Loki. I have been reminded that not all of you may have seen him, and thus don't have an adequate mental image of what it will mean to have a caat this size on the plane with me. Loki is 14 pounds of fun-loving fur, though much of his hair has recently been shorn in the name of meeting weight requirements of the airlines. He lacks front claws, which may prove to be a huge plus if he decides to reach out and inform me of his discontent. Well, here he is in all his glory, my constant companion and soon to be international superstar, Loki.
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Is your cat in the dryer? Karla!
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