Today is Manmaru’s second home-iversary! Two years ago, Mani waltzed into our apartment, made himself right at home and has never looked back. When we opened the door to the carrier he was in, Susan (the wonderful lady that runs the shelter we adopted him from) expected him to take his time coming out, but Mani was not having any of that nonsense. He strutted out of the carrier and immediately began investigating his new home.
Two years later, I can’t imagine life without this little fuzzball. Even when he does things that drive me crazy…like peeing on my futon. Or waking me up at four in the morning by biting my back. Or barfing on the tatami. Or being a needy little monster. We start every morning with snuggles and cuddles and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Here are a few pictures I posted on his first day at home.