I said goodbye to a very special tuxedo lady just about three years ago, so to honor our sweet Beanie, I am visiting her tribe tonight. In case you're not a cat person, tuxedos are black-and-white, cats, found in any number of pattern variations. Pink noses. Black noses. Multi-colored toe beans. Mostly black. Half-half. You name it. One household had no fewer than four tuxedo, each with its own distinct pattern. And if this group is any indication, then many are the hobbies and interests of that great army of tuxedo cats. Naturally there would be at least one who stands in stern judgement of his human's woeful mismanagement of household affairs. There were goofballs, comedians and memes-in-training, as well as a tuxedo enjoying his spaghetti, and several tuxedos on outside patrol. One tuxedo boss had his own box - Yay! Whoa, wait, here's one with his very own miniature cardboard replica of a Costco warehouse - talk about bosses. But then, I guess nothing beats the elderly gent who had just celebrated his twenty-third birthday. Congratulations, dude! That's no small feat, for a feline.
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