Since he resolved to find true love in 2007, Vincent has been trying to win over just about anyone and anything. Has he had any luck?

Vince tried to show off for Hot Dog. Hot Dog wasn’t too impressed.

Of course, Vincent had me at “meow.” Not much of a challenge there.

He did manage to win over our friend, Troy.

But when he’s lonely, Vince knows he can always count on an easy target– the couch.

When it comes to finding love, Vincent will never give up.

The other night as I relaxed on one couch and Chris slept peacefully on the other, the cats slowly flocked to me and attempted to smother me. First, Vincent crawled up next to my head to sleep in his usual spot. Then Toester fell asleep beside him on a cushion. Hot Dog then jumped on and fell asleep on my legs, while Mama Bear relaxed on my stomach. I forced Chris to wake up and take this photo of me covered in kitties.

And here they are from my point of view.

Not sure where Kramer was. He’s usually making kitty dough on my stomach in an attempt to bury himself.

Poomer sez… ship THIS, bitchez !!!!

On the Box Scale of Quality, Poomer rates this one a 5. She has high standards, you know.

Thanks for the submission, SBT!

Friday nights at our house generally involve a TGIF cocktail, some TiVo catch-up, and, for Chris, falling asleep on the couch at an unholy early hour.

Last night, Chris fell asleep with the dog, his guitar, a pack of cigarettes, and a few kitties. I was laughing so hard I could barely keep the camera still to get this photo.

I love home :)

RIP, Mocha.  You are loved and missed.