Zod, is my little black ball of crazy. [IMG]http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a223/ievil/sofa.jpg[/IMG] We initially thought he was a girl, because we couldn't see any sign of fuzzy acorns. [IMG]http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a223/ievil/bleez_marty.jpg[/IMG] That's Zod playing with our rabbit Marty (who has since passed on), as a kitten. [IMG]http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a223/ievil/IMG_4661.jpg[/IMG] That's the first time he ever had a bath, and is clearly plotting my painful demise. [IMG]http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a223/ievil/9-1.jpg[/IMG] That's him nicking my pillows. The furry acorn incident went like this: One evening when we were lazing about, Zod shoved his bum in my face (as cats do), and I saw two acorn sized things that weren't there before. It went like this: [I][B]Me: Darling, I don't think she's a girl.[/B][/I] [I][B]Him: Huh?[/B][/I] [I][B]Me: Girls don't have furry acorns.[/B][/I] [I][B]Him: What? *looks*[/B][/I] [I][B]Me: Quick, Google kitten testicles! [/B][/I] I never thought I'd EVER say anything like that.