I didn’t think he could get any adorabler. Loverly biiig ears.
The neighbour is away this week, so her cats are starved for attention. The big, old, hairy one insisted on joining me out in the sun to get petted yesterday. Poor thing. It’s funny how he’s taken to me these last coupla months. I’d like to think it’s because I chased off another cat with the spraybottle, but apparently he’s become allround more mellow. Senile then, I guess.
He likes to lie on his back with his legs in the air, too, though. “Like the girls in May” …
Yellow cats can be quite affectionate. The one we had when I was growing up was a great lap cat and put up with being dressed in doll clothes and all sorts of nonsense. His purr was so loud you could hear him in the next room. In the spring he would disappear for a week or two, and just when we thought we would never see him again, he would come back all scratched up and hungry. He wasn’t any special breed or anything; he was originally a wild farm cat that we caught–I just handled him a lot as a kitten, trying to make him tame.
A Bad Guide
He’s a tickle, tickle tiger. Oo yes he is. Oo yes. Oo yes.
Small, but with the heart of a lion. A very alert lion.
I wish I could be flexible like that.
Yes, he is a bit well-proportioned for a kitten. But that’s okay: cats of light color should be small and fiery; the dark ones big and snuggly.
I didn’t think he could get any adorabler. Loverly biiig ears.
The neighbour is away this week, so her cats are starved for attention. The big, old, hairy one insisted on joining me out in the sun to get petted yesterday. Poor thing. It’s funny how he’s taken to me these last coupla months. I’d like to think it’s because I chased off another cat with the spraybottle, but apparently he’s become allround more mellow. Senile then, I guess.
He likes to lie on his back with his legs in the air, too, though. “Like the girls in May” …
The Muntz is gorgeous. He’s going to be a very handsome cat. I love the twisted sleeping on his back pose (with front paws touching Champ).
Yellow cats can be quite affectionate. The one we had when I was growing up was a great lap cat and put up with being dressed in doll clothes and all sorts of nonsense. His purr was so loud you could hear him in the next room. In the spring he would disappear for a week or two, and just when we thought we would never see him again, he would come back all scratched up and hungry. He wasn’t any special breed or anything; he was originally a wild farm cat that we caught–I just handled him a lot as a kitten, trying to make him tame.
He sleeps like that often. Here’s another one: http://www.flickr.com/photos/theclumsycook/3807176021/sizes/o/