Posted on 01/07/2009 1:12:14 PM PST by Slings and Arrows
My dog Pelosi’d on the floor when I was at work today.
Her Murtha is sore from her punishment.
I don’t let ours get away with anything but it makes no difference. They’re like two-year-olds that never grow out of that stage. You tell them “NO!” and it just encourages them to do it again and again. LOL!
A cat-forbidden childhood? Horrors! I’ve had cats in my life since the day my parents brought me home from the hospital and placed me in the crib. They had a huge tom cat that hopped in the crib, gave me a sniff, then lay down beside me. Mom said that any time I got fussy, he’d snuggle up next to me and purr, and I’d quiet down.
Some kids had security blankets; I had a security kitty. LOL!
Yep, living in the boonies and having room for all the cats is an advantage. But the disavantage is people thinking we need MORE! 8-/
Gotta share this one from a friend, whose brother had a beloved kitty named PUMA. Ordinary enough, until she told me it stood for Pain Unto My Ass. Love it! ;-)
Beautiful!! Maine Coon? Our Maine Coon, Duchess, went to Rainbow Bridge last year. Looked a lot like yours, only darker.
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