As many of you know, we have a cat. Not just any cat, but an extremely furry, gigantic (but not as gigantic as he once was, thanks to his diet), food loving, daintily meowing punk cat named Calvin. It is pretty crazy to think that we’ve had him almost four years now. I got him from a high school friend the early summer before Brett and I got married. Since we aren’t exactly sure when Calvin was born, I designated April 15th as his unofficial birthday. Who would have thought that such a tiny kitten would have turned into our big Calvin?
So happy birthday, Calvin! We hope you enjoyed your extra scoop of stinky food!