Allow me to introduce you to my worst nightmare and best friend.
His name's Maverick and I'll let the photos do the talking for now.
c:
Someone get this guy a beer, quick.
Can you see his little smile marking on his lip there? I think it's the cutest thing. :3
Mav, helping me change the sheets.
He's a pretty sound sleeper.
THAT FACE. It melts my heart. c:
He's very dog-like. Knows ten tricks, and chews rawhides.
I walked into my room one day to find him walking around, casually sporting this plastic bag as his makeshift supercat cape.
Hamming it up while I'm trying to read.
He loves car rides! Sprawls out and snoozes in the passenger seat, or stands up and pokes his nose out the window, amusing passersby as I pass them.
This fella has been there when I've been at absolute rock-bottom--pennyless and miserable. I love him to pieces. He's my best friend! And the biggest troublemaker I know.