Rainy Sunday Cat/Dawg Bloggin'
I don't know what you do on a boring and rainy Sunday afternoon, but I empty the contents of my closet, photograph it then post it on my blog.
Doing a bit of spring cleaning here, putting the winter stuff away and breaking out the spring stuff (so I can sit around shivering when it snows in March) and you know how cats love large piles of clothing and blankets. Precious just had to have a piece of that action. I'm also puppy-sitting for my mom so Fox is here to jump around and amuse.
It would seem that he has a huge crush on Precious (who is comprised of fur and pure evil). 
It would would also seem that Precious doesn't hate Fox as much as one would expect a ball of fur containing pure evil to hate a slobbering cute puppy. OK, so I'm not exactly seeing the love and longing on her face above, but it's not pure evil hatred either.
As she stole Fox's puppy treat and fled the scene (while the dummy was wooing a cat no less), Luna could not be reached for comment.
10 comments:
Like momma, like puppy! HA! The last picture is so cute...whatta face!
Thanks RT, he is adorable, just wish I hadn't cut the top of his head from the photo. I wasn't concerned with zooming...just snapping fast before she killed him. lol (She didn't btw.)
Are you sure Precious is evil? She looks really calm--precious and adorable, they are!
You can see the evil back in that Christmas post. Boy, they grow up fast.
Lin- Precious is an odd cat. She's partial to children (and puppies too we now see), my best friend's daughter (age 4) can pet her with her sucker yet I'm in big trouble if I try to gently wipe the sticky from her fur. Rarely will she allow me to per her (but she still loves stalking me).
Insolu- That they do! I think she does this just to make me look like a fool after warning others that she may scratch or bite.
Sneaky evil...
Sounds alittle like our former neighbor's cat that was left behind! When I try to pet her she stays out of reach except to my fingertips, but she will rub on my legs when she wants food! If I'm fast enough, I scoop her up--grabbing all 4 legs so as not to get scratched--hold her next to me with her ears flattened back, for some "affection"! heh
Man. My two cats are sisters and don't get along that well.
Oh wait, I don't get along with my sister either.
Shutting up now...
That last pic is a classic!
Psst . . . your readers miss you. :)
Psst - Wyatt's right.
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