Hello, Old Friends and New and Welcome to
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 11 blog days with you. I am also looking forward to visiting your blogs to see what interests you.
O is for Oh, Boy...
|Lion-a-gator, a much younger male who travels the neighborhood, has had several run-ins with Fred. And, although Fred always wins the challenges, sometimes there are consequences to winning.|
|After a certain run-in, Fred ended up with a large abscess in his shoulder. He had to visit the vet for treatment and then Fred had to wear the "Cone of Shame" for 2 weeks so he wouldn't lick off the medicine.|