A walk is always improved by knowing that there is a cat that will be waiting for you to pass by.
This pretty thing sits in her drive (sometimes under the back of the car if it's parked there) waiting for me (?) to pass by on my way home from my walk. She never moves towards me, nor did she back away as I approached her with my camera.
Happy cat day
Rupert loved to be vacuumed. He would throw himself down in front of whatever was being vacuumed to make sure you didn't miss him. He'd roll around to make sure you got everywhere, even his tail, using the nozzle. Molly, though, had a running battle with the cleaner, hated it.
Aren't cats great?
Happy #Caturday everyone who celebrates.
This was taken when Rupert was about 12 weeks old, or so. He has what looks like starter whiskers as his siblings had chewed them all off, I suppose.
We still miss him, it's great to look back on the old photos.
Happy Caturday, friends.
In this storm, I often think of the wild or abandoned animals, big and small that are out in it, maybe with little shelter and things falling around them. This lovely stray was wandering around a friend's house a few years ago. I was tempted to take it home as it followed me around. I hope it found a home. So beautiful.
Happy #caturday