This is my cat. Although he's had dozens of names throughout his life, the one that stuck most is Barney. Let it be known, I am not a cat person. I was merely forced to live with him because my sister abandoned his sorry ass. I guess he's cool and all, but I can't fully respect any creature that religiously sneaks outside, eats as much grass as he can before getting caught, then pukes it all up within 30 minutes of returning inside. Not only that, but he refuses to vomit on anything but carpet. God forbid he huck the unchewed grass up on the easy-to-clean tile. Above and beyond that, he's not such a bad roommate.
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