henry.

I know we are all going to be admiring the cat.
His name is Henry.

(If you don’t wanna read all of my babble…
then skip to the end to find out where you can get this look…)

It’s a funny story how we got him, actually. Casey called me last year sometime claiming that she has found a starving cat that had just been kicked by one of the employees at the car dealership she was at.

Long story short, she played with my emotions and next second this cat was at my front door. The only problem was that I had just adopted my dog, then puppy, Franklin and it was going to be too much for me to look after them both.

I landed up begging my sister to take him in. Now, Franklin and Henry have the weirdest cat-and-dog relationship. They are the best of friends.

This outfit is made up of mostly my mums old clothes. These green pants are ones she used to wear to work. The pants are very tight so I could never wear them out to dinner but maybe for a coffee or something?

While taking these photos there was this white mini golf that kept driving around the block over and over again. So if you’re reading this: we know you were watching us and we are glad we could entertain.