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She’s a silly kitty. And despite her newfound fondness for kipping in Whole Foods bags in my office, she remains quite active for a 13-year-old.
Yesterday we moved one of the two cat towers into our bedroom to give her an alternative view of the back yard. She bounded up to the topmost perch, gave it the old look-see, and seemed to be settling in. Then, in one flowing move, she abruptly leaped down to the rug, vaulted over a footstool as though it were a pommel horse, and levitated onto the dresser, where she curled up on my old sweatpants.
Yeah for sure. My cat will sit on my lap, purr and knead but with a look in his eye that totally creeps me out. He stares me down every time. Unnerving ‘tis
Our boy Ivan Ivanovich Kalashnikov (he is a faux Blue Russian) is the spitting (hissing?) image of your gal. And, he is always quick to remind me with a swat or a nip that he is in charge.
Miss Mia’s not much of a swatter or nipper. That was The Turk’s job, God rest him.
Neither is Mia big on cuddles. She enjoys head-bumps and the occasional very brief snuggle, but does not do the lap.
She’s very playful, though. And an attention hog. “MRRRRROOOOOOOOOOW” is Mia-speak for “Chase me back to the master bath and sit on the commode so I can do figure-eights around your feet.”
Curtis is the same age and an all black Bombay. He stumps around here like an old man on his last legs and then WHAM he’ll be off on a rampage like he was shot out of a cannon. What I’ve learned from Curty is sure, you feel like shit today but so what? There’s still some cuttin’ up to do man. Go for it….sleep later guilt free.
April 12, 2020 at 10:10 am |
If Miss Mia can put up with The Mad Dog, she’s gotta be a really good egg, eh?! 🙂
Just noticed the new banner also……well done as always!
Stay safe and healthy, Mad Doggers! 🙂
April 12, 2020 at 10:24 am |
She’s a silly kitty. And despite her newfound fondness for kipping in Whole Foods bags in my office, she remains quite active for a 13-year-old.
Yesterday we moved one of the two cat towers into our bedroom to give her an alternative view of the back yard. She bounded up to the topmost perch, gave it the old look-see, and seemed to be settling in. Then, in one flowing move, she abruptly leaped down to the rug, vaulted over a footstool as though it were a pommel horse, and levitated onto the dresser, where she curled up on my old sweatpants.
April 12, 2020 at 11:54 am |
Cute little lady. But, those eyes seem to be saying ,”If you were much smaller, I would eat you.”
April 12, 2020 at 12:06 pm |
Like all celebrities, she dislikes the paparazzi.
April 12, 2020 at 3:31 pm |
Yeah for sure. My cat will sit on my lap, purr and knead but with a look in his eye that totally creeps me out. He stares me down every time. Unnerving ‘tis
April 13, 2020 at 9:13 am |
Our boy Ivan Ivanovich Kalashnikov (he is a faux Blue Russian) is the spitting (hissing?) image of your gal. And, he is always quick to remind me with a swat or a nip that he is in charge.
April 13, 2020 at 9:34 am |
Miss Mia’s not much of a swatter or nipper. That was The Turk’s job, God rest him.
Neither is Mia big on cuddles. She enjoys head-bumps and the occasional very brief snuggle, but does not do the lap.
She’s very playful, though. And an attention hog. “MRRRRROOOOOOOOOOW” is Mia-speak for “Chase me back to the master bath and sit on the commode so I can do figure-eights around your feet.”
April 12, 2020 at 3:27 pm |
Curtis is the same age and an all black Bombay. He stumps around here like an old man on his last legs and then WHAM he’ll be off on a rampage like he was shot out of a cannon. What I’ve learned from Curty is sure, you feel like shit today but so what? There’s still some cuttin’ up to do man. Go for it….sleep later guilt free.