Look at me now, I'm gettin' cat furrr.

Me channeling Troy Polamalu's hair, with my best friend.

I've been thinking a lot about yesterday's post...I love Balloon, but I've never really written or posted anything about Furball here anywhere I'm pretty sure.  His Twitter is silent, but that's not really his style.  He's been the star of the show for as long as we've known him.  Furball's time with us began back in 2007.  Zach and I were just looking at cats on Craigslist...we weren't really considering actually getting a cat until we saw the listing.  Irwin, PA.  I knew that cat!  Furball used to belong to my stepsister, who decided to give up her cats whenever she had a baby.  I emailed right away. One of life's greatest treasures didn't cost me a cent (up front, anyway).

Furball is Balloon's exact opposite.  He's beautiful, but kinda dumb.  He's great at jumping.  He loves catnip.  He can run really fast.  He'll eat just about anything, including things that he shouldn't (like the time I'm pretty sure he got a hold of a bay leaf and threw up 14 times in a row). If curiosity killed any cat, it would be him.  He's so noisy; if he doesn't like something, he'll tell you right away. Furball is incredibly snuggly, friendly and (with people) social. He's everyone's favorite, and I've heard it more than once "He's really more like a dog than a cat".

We love him so much we spent a lot of money bringing him on our 2700-mile move. Best of all, I've had him so long, I didn't have to take any pictures for this post.  I have plenty I've been taking them for years, doing nothing with about 1000+ pictures of Furball just looking amazing.  Here are some of my favorites.

Kiss!

Nappy.

Gettin' tore up on some catnip I grew last summer.

Exacting swift punishment on a catnip-filled pillow.

He didn't really "get" the leash.

Not Furball.  Hey, Baby J what are you doin' on here?

Furball's always been there when I need him...and sometimes I'll find a long, white whisker just when I need some extra encouragement.