You can’t see it well here but he also has a tiny little pencil mustache that I am obsessed with.
You can’t see it well here but he also has a tiny little pencil mustache that I am obsessed with.
I must be the kitty whisperer. My Samuel will let me put my face in his belly and love on his chubby fluff without doing anything. Then again, he thinks I’m his mother since he was born under my bed. His biological mother lives with my mother now. Here is a picture of his cuteness. Sorry it's a bit blurry.
I am Dolly Parton and I AM a pirate. I plunder laundry hampers and leave trails of fur covered clothes as a map all over my territory. My food bowl is my treasure chest and I store all my pilfered make up brushes and hair ties there until they mysteriously disappear in an evil plot by my serving wench.
That is perfection in a cat hat.
I am Saul. I think I am a dog and I make a pretty bad cat. I don’t jump well, I can’t meow (squeek), I may be getting a little fat and I kind of hop like a bunny instead of running. My best friend is an old blind pug who barely tolerates me ( I love her anyway) and a white teddy bear.
I was found as a ktten floating…
My current cat is named Freya, and I want to get her a little brother (because I am determined to uphold my family's tradition of being crazy cat people) and I think it would be super cute if I happened to find one who is missing an eye so I can have a Freya and an Odin. Or a 3-legged one named Tyr. Or a ginger one…