Nubs

This wedding wouldn't have happened without the assist of this little hobo. "Nubby" was scratching at Kim and Karen's door back when they were roommates living at a house on Blenheim Street 6 years ago. When they gave her up for adoption, word passed on to Brenda, then to me.

Named for her stubby 3-inch tail, which remains today still a---*burp*---mystery, Nubby has been with us all these years, slowly incurring food and litter costs as well as shedding and shredding up the place. Her favorite toy is the laser dot at the end of a bee-shaped pointer. The dot's size is about Nubby's threshold for "big enough not to hide from" and to date she's never figured out it's not actually alive.