My cats have taken to roaming around the neighborhood, only coming back once or twice a week for food. I'm not sure who feeds them the rest of the week, because they seem to get fatter everytime I see them. Only Cookie remains my true companion, hanging about in the garden every day. Too bad I can't touch her since she's still got those skin cancer lesions all over her body.

Frodo trying to look sexy

Cookie-in-a-bag (macam chicken-in-a-bag)

My Banana Boat. Wear Yellow! LIVESTRONG!