I had a dream a while ago, that I had a silver-y cat with a smashed face. His name was Max. Since then, I have been searching for “Max” when I’m bored at work.

After researching Max’s breed, I discovered that I apparently dream about purebred american shorthair cats.

So far, this is the closest I’ve come to finding Max:

He’s $450 and lives in LA. Buying a purebred cat is so not me.

In other news, did anyone see SNL this past weekend? I think I will start using the term “feline daughter” when referencing my cats, from now on.

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  • Twilight
    December 17, 2008 at 12:09 am

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  • Twilight
    December 17, 2008 at 12:09 am

    Too adorablez!
    But Max doesn’t have a smashed face 🙁