This giant creature you see here is our cat Swugs. His original name was 'Swuggles' picked by my then 2-year old son who couldn't say the word 'Snuggles' properly. Needless to say, we all just call him 'Swugs', or 'Mr. Swugs' (because it's his house, he just lets us live in it).

He's about 12. Still gets around pretty well, although he's become a real fat slob in the last few years. I'm guessing he's a happy cat, because he purrs loud enough to wake up the house. The funniest thing about this cat (and the reason for the photo) is that at around age nine, he suddenly realized that he could come to the table and beg for food while we ate. We didn't have a dog at the time, so I'm guessing he just figured it out. He'll nudge your arm, take his paw and tap you with a "Hey buddy, how 'bout some down here?". I generally don't oblige him, except when we have peas or eggs.

This cat loves him some peas.