This is Dakota. (Except for sometimes when he’s Stewie.) If you don’t remember me talking about him before, I found him at the post office when he was just a month old.
Dakota is about the friendliest cat I’ve ever met. He just turned two years old recently, but he still has that kitten “squeak” instead of a meow. He loves to cuddle, and he loves to hide.
A few months ago, I was looking for him and couldn’t find him anywhere. It was a good half hour after I stopped looking and figured he was asleep under a bed that I happened to look across the room and noticed an arm sticking out of one of my Ikea baskets. As I reached for my camera, he pulled his arm back in and stuck his nose out. The thing is, I have no idea how he got in there!
Let’s talk: Have you ever shopped at Ikea? If so, do you go there often? Do you follow the map and the floor arrows, or do you use the secret shortcuts?