It's funny. The white cat was named by Micah. He declared him "One of One" because he was the only one in his litter. Later we got the tabby and named him "Furgus". Somewhere along the way "One of One" became "One-ee-Bologna" and now answers simply to "Bologna". Similarly, somewhere along the way "Furgus" became "Gussy-Pants" and now is doomed to a life of being called, "Pants". Lately (I think I may have started this one but forget exactly how it evolved) the boys have been calling Alexxander, "Sausage".
A Pomeranian named Sausage. And his kitty-brothers, Bologna and Pants.
No wonder the cats are less than thrilled.
Oh, and please don't tell Micah that they were on the counter. I did shoo them off. After the picture. Even scolded them a bit, "Who are these baaaad boys on Mommy's counter? Who's a bad booooy? Yes! My boys are bad boys! Yes day are!"
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