I regularly post pictures of Cosmo on Facebook and many comment on his constantly cranky expressions -- they assume he must have been in a "mood" when the photo was taken. If you've never met Cosmo, let me tell you that he rarely ever removes his furry little cranky pants. He is, however, a complete mama's boy and really only looks somewhat pleased when I am holding him over my shoulder like a baby or when the "treat" word is mentioned and he nearly skids around the corner in anticipation. To illustrate the cat-of-a-thousand-cantankerous-countenances," please review the Gallery of Stink-Eye.
|Give me the car keys, woman!!!|
|You realize I know when you sleep...|
|But I don't like anchovies.|
|I know you didn't just tell me you erased yesterday's Tyra Banks show from the TIVO.|
|I *get* to look pissy in this hat. End of story.|
|He may appear ornery most of the time, but at the end of the day, he's my best buddy and my baby.|