Hello, Old Friends and New and Welcome to
April
and my 3rd year of blogging in the Challenge.
I love cats. I can't remember a time when there weren't cats in
my life. Sometimes one or two, most times lots more. My husband, Gary,
and I seem to be magnets for strays. Consequently, I have many
photographs of cats and kittens that resided outside our houses and of
those who, by the luck of the draw or paw, made it into the inner
sanctum of feline luxury, our home. I have also written poems and
stories about cats that I will share for the next 5 blog days with you. I
am also looking forward to visiting your blogs to see what interests
you.
U is for Undercover...
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| Gracie. |
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| Meghan. |
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| Other end of Meghan. |
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| Front: Meghan with her boy Trouble. Back: Gracie with her boy DJ. |
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| "Quick, when she's not looking, climb in the bag. We'll go, too." |
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| Every time we bring out the suitcases, duffle bags and totebags, we get lots of helping paws. We were packing for a cruise and we ended up with more cat fur than clothes in the bags. |
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| "Mom's gonna wonder why her nose is all smushed looking when she wakes up." |
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| JJ between pillows. |
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| Murphy. He used to make laps with me around the outside of the house when I was losing weight. He'd run ahead then dash back to urge me on. He'd walk the quarter mile to the mailbox and back, also. |
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| "I'm undercover, too. No one will see me in here," says Trouble. |
2 comments:
Ha! Love the Fiona one on your face. She was smothering you.
HMG
the Gray kitty looks like our Lucy!
Cheers!
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