Continuing my theme of I Can’t Think of Anything Else To Post, let’s take a trip back to about this time of year in 1981, when I was young and my parents’ cat resented my existence:
I do love that picture. My parents are convinced Fat Cat is looking protective. I think he looks more like he’s thinking, “The second you turn your back on me, this kid is lunch.”
What the hell is that strange incubator contraption they have you in?
that looks like a stroller from the exorcist. that cat wasn’t protecting you, it was protecting the rest of the world. it seems, however, it failed 😉
Heh. Someone gave that to my parents as a baby shower gift, and I guess it was expensive enough that they felt obligated to use it. I think it looks more 1880’s than 1980’s, but I didn’t have much control over their choice of baby-holding contraptions at that point.