One year (again, considering the memory-saving-properties of Jake’s brain, there’s really no way to tell how long ago this was), the Weller family went on vacation. To Costa Rica! How grand.
It was there that the presumably young Mr. Weller discovered some hilariously cute jungle kitties. Here is the first, a situation which challenges the brain of even the most dedicated cat blogger in terms of its utter fineness.Then…another!
“All the little cat is the same cat,” Jake is sure to note. “I don’t remember what year it was but it was a while ago… probably like four…years ago…or something like that. We were staying at a little motel thing but it’s just basically rooms in Arenal which is at the base of a volcano and the town on the other side got completely wiped out…like 30 years previously.”
Lucky for him, he ran into this kitty and not a volcanic eruption on the family’s travels. Jake recalls that “this little kitten had a little bell on it that would follow me around and was also bitey, as you can see in the picture, but it bites in the friendly way.”When asked whether there is anything specifically about him that would cause a tiny Costa Rican kitten to be particularly inclined to get all bitey up on him, Jake replied,
“Not that I know of”.
Jake was kind enough to additionally send me this photo (from one room to the next, as it happens), of the kitty who was indubitatbly waiting for him when the family returned from the vacation, whenever it was. Tsi-Shi!
Thank you to my, kind, sleepy-eyed, wolf-toothed, bicycle friend with the compression shorts and the sweet disposition. I love your company and I love your cat contributions.