Camouflaged Cat
Rub mah belleh!
Rub mah belleh!
Right now, in Feve-land… The Mister is straddling the cat (who is yowling his displeasure and clawing into his daddy’s skin) wielding a pair of scissors at the cat’s ass… Read more »
I left my sweatshirt on the couch, and my kitty decided the (faux!) fur-lined hood was his new bed. He is quite possibly the most adorable thief I’ve ever encountered…. Read more »
I used to catch her, curled up for a snooze in my centerpiece bowl (Beli is bowling, I would say), as though she hadn’t a care in the world.