milo made it his life's work (for ten minutes) to get to the top shelf in the closet today, and did it all by himself, except for me following after him picking up all the closet fallout. he shoved his bum waaaay into the corner of the closet while i was trying to photograph him, only turning around after hearing something drop to the floor. but as soon as i put the camera down and walked away, he came down and followed me allover the house trying to get my attention. am i cat-sitting britney spears?
...for those of you who may not know why little milo is a beer man: