Buster
Buster came to us in 1995, after my mother's cats disappeared and DC was very lonely. He was a tiny, runty kitten with bad hair, and he was wired. He still is, although he has settled down a lot. He is actually a very affectionate cat, but in this picture, not only had I just awakened him, but he had never had his portrait taken before, and he just wasn't too sure he liked it.