Hi, I'm Calpurnia. You may remember me from such previous blog entries as "Calpurnia Rules My World," in which I adorably romp through the box my mother's new camera came in, the endearing video post "Calpurnia's Edamame Breakfast," and the self-explanatory "Calpurnia and Flora Snuggle in the Air Conditioned Comfort of my Bedroom."
I was so spoiled as a baby that I still have a habit of kneading into my mother's armpit whenever she puts her robe on, and suckling into the fabric like a little kitten. Yet at night, when the other cats are safely tucked away, I am big stuff, and I run around the house like a caffeinated tiger on the prowl. The other day I sat in a sunbeam and my mom took these pictures of me. Kinda adorable, I think.