(365 day 4 photo)
My sister picked up a little something for us when she was house sitting last week. 2 months old, crying on our porch in the coldest winter I remember. She actually used our feral cat house a few nights ’til we got home and caved. She’s a Jennyanydots.
Now for introductions. (sigh)
Lately I’ve been a real homebody. I’m not alone. My old guy, here, only wants to go out in the cold when he has to. This means we will be…
He was once an emaciated tom with a huge fluffy head (hence the name “Brain.”) Though he’s not succumbed to my cat whisperings yet, he has started taking his meals…
365 Day 349I have a Gumbie Cat in mind, her name is Jennyanydots; Her equal would be hard to find, she likes the warm and sunny spots. All day she…
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In answer to my query about whether I have an unusually small head or everyone else knits more tightly than me, yes! I do and they do. Everyone. Sothern has…
She was meant to be a lean huntress in the wild. But, in this neighborhood you just can’t have an inside/ outside cat, if you want it to live. …
