Here's an example of how much Lancelot put up with. This time it's pretty tame, he's just wearing some red ribbon.

Lancelot was 3/4 Siamese, and it showed both in his build and his very loud meow. Here he is yelling at me to kindly stop taking pictures of him and start feeding him.

Okay, now here's a great example of why Lancelot was so cool. When I was in my late-teens to early twenties, I was wearing myself out by running around between school, my job, and an over-active social life. In this picture, I had planned on just stopping home and resting for a minute, which is why my jacket is still on. Lancelot had other ideas though, and promptly pinned me by curling up with me. Not wanting to disturb him, I figured I'd just pet him for a minute, and I was asleep before I even knew it. My family then took the picture of me to try and tell me to slow down. I'm convinced that Lance was in on it from the start.

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