Okay, one more post for good measure.

If Niles could talk, this is what he would say:


Ha! I kid, I kid. We saw that on the way to the True Blood bar on Sunday night.

Actually, if Niles could talk, he would say "HEY, I was sleeping. Why do you keep taking pictures of me? You know I'm self-conscious about how fat I am."


And I would say, "But little schweetie-kins! You're just so CUTE!"

"Okay, okay, one more picture. But don't bother me anymore. You know this chair in the office has become my new favorite resting-place. Now leave me in peace!"

"Fine. But don't ask me to rub your belly when you wake up from your nap! I won't do it! Fatty."


Actually, I probably will, because who can resist?! His belly looks like rabbit's fur and is soooo soooofffftttt....