i feel so betrayed! kimo is suppose to be *my* cat! i'm the one who searched and planned and plotted and loved him from moment one! david won't even admit he's a cat! why is it, then, that every single time david sits down, kimo jumps into his lap?! as i type this, he is sitting on david's shoulder, snuggled into the crook of his neck. traitor! i blame it on the fact that i have a lower than average body temperature- only 96.3. that means david's warmer than i am, so makes a better kitty space heater. that's my story, and i'm sticking to it!