Recent Content by niktemadur

All right!  Here comes Chilmolitos (my little Chilmole) straight towards the feeding area again! I've always been strict with feeding times and amounts, but in this case, and with the vet's blessing, I am ecstatic to make an exception.

If I'm exhausted, imagine my poor wretched copilot, Chilmole. Fourteen years old, his mother the lady in my avatar.  Born in my bed, under the sheets while I was asleep one magical Monday morning, April 1999.  Yuri Gagarin Day. Strong as a bull, gentle as a dove yet mindful of his duties as...