Lazy Sunday Morning.
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Mr. Feral with mom.
We’re training her to go in a carrier to get her to the vet for one last check up and then she gets to roam the whole house.
We’re still trying to get Mr. Feral’s diabetes under control, it’s a slow go, the vet doesn’t want to up the insulin too fast. He still walks funny.
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Naps edition!
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You have your priorities right!
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As it turned out, the cat bed was a little small for me…
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A wonderful story is told of the prophet Mohammed. He was sitting and petting a cat, whomst fell asleep on his robe. He cut the robe when he had to get back up, to avoid disturbing the cat.
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Some things never change
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Priorities, priorities.
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I’m a bit late seeing your comment, but we a cat that gets preemptively weird about weather, too. He was slinking around this morning just before we left the house. Same deal right now, flash flood warning. He’ll go hide in the basement when the thunderstorms come later today, but I’d bet money he’s loafed in the middle of the walkway at the end of our kitchen peninsula right now.
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Silly question. Are they a Calico?
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And a gray tabby peeking out from behind the stove?
Which I seem to remember you installing a number of years ago now. Looks like it was a useful addition!
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That’s Logan behind the fire. Mr. PITA Savannah cat. Good spy, I didn’t notice that he was there, I was merely attempting a pic of The King of Comfort!
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That is expert level loafing right there.
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