Your Weekly Mr. Littlejeans

This is what happens when we command Jeans to "sleep like a little man." He curls up with his head on the pillow. Sometimes when it's cold he goes under the blanket first, turns around, then pokes his head out the top (as in this photo). I'm not saying we have the cutest cat in the world or something but he's pretty frigging cute. Also, have a look at those mousers – his hands are gigantic deadly weapons. Whoever the cutest cat in the world is, I dare it to come around actin' all high-post in range of them guns.

Also I should mention that Littlejeans is handling the cancer very well – so far you would not know he was sick except that he has coughing spells several times a day (the reason we took him to the vet in the first place). Basically there's cancer in his left lung and he thinks he can cough it up, and we're trying to tell him to just carry that weight and live around it. There's no way of knowing how long he has left in him, but he is clearly very happy and unworried.