Don't you just love to give 'em pettin's when their fur's all warm from the sunshine? Ooooh. We purr as hard as they do, then, I think.
HarryCat stayed out in the yard today longer than he has in months. There was much lounging in the sun and under the peony and much taunting of the neighbor dog. MUCH taunting. Ha!
P.S. -- Meezers crack me up with that expression they have, like LE's above. They're all, "Yes, you are interrupting my pettins with that thing stop it now please or I shall have to get rough. Thank you."
You are in rare form lately -- great pictures of your boyz.
I loved the way my Siamese Keiki smelled after he'd been laying in a patch of sun. Used to love to rub my nose against his ears. He, too, had to be ON me either on my lap or on me when I was sleeping. He also had to be right in front of the paper whenever I read it, so I had to peer around him to read. I couldn't put him down -- he'd just jump right back up and I didn't have the heart to push him away. I was so touched that he loved to be with me wherever I was.
Wide-eyed, and waggy-tailed! He loves to hang out on Dad.
Curly loves the sunshine. I suspect he may actually be a cat.
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Don't you just love to give 'em pettin's when their fur's all warm from the sunshine? Ooooh. We purr as hard as they do, then, I think.
HarryCat stayed out in the yard today longer than he has in months. There was much lounging in the sun and under the peony and much taunting of the neighbor dog. MUCH taunting. Ha!
Kiss them boyz!
P.S. -- Meezers crack me up with that expression they have, like LE's above. They're all, "Yes, you are interrupting my pettins with that thing stop it now please or I shall have to get rough. Thank you."
Hee!
You are in rare form lately -- great pictures of your boyz.
I loved the way my Siamese Keiki smelled after he'd been laying in a patch of sun. Used to love to rub my nose against his ears. He, too, had to be ON me either on my lap or on me when I was sleeping. He also had to be right in front of the paper whenever I read it, so I had to peer around him to read. I couldn't put him down -- he'd just jump right back up and I didn't have the heart to push him away. I was so touched that he loved to be with me wherever I was.
Your cats are purty.
Very purty.
There is nothing as contented as a cat in the sunshine, unless it's a cat on his mommy's/daddy's chest.
-mnkid
Mm, nothing so relaxed and charming and kissable than sunwarmed kitty. My cat's nickname is Mister Kiss-A-Belly.
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