I always put Tokyo Rose in the bathroom and shut the door when I vacuumed. Less stress for her, poor blind kitteh.
She wouldn’t let anyone come near her but me, and I could do anything with her. Including cut the matted fur on her back. He owner hated her, so when I moved out, I took her with me.
She waited on the door rug (inside) when I came home from work. And always slept on the other pillow. I miss her old sweet self.
Awww…adopted her but hated her? I’m so glad you rescued her from that.
I’m trying to finish a report in Excel and am getting “please cuddle me for a few minutes” head butts. I’d better cuddle him if I want to finish this. 😻
Was Tokyo Rose (interesting name…😮) a meezer?