Meanwhile he’s probably all just, “Startled myself and still stuck the landing! Yes! Dignity intact. Now let’s just saunter away.”
He’s orange and cream. His stripes most pronounced on his extremities.
Or meander. Luke meanders a lot.
Adorable. Cats are the only animal that forms a puddle of Silly Putty like that.
Challenge accepted.
Our 45-pound German shorthair pointer converts from 100% bony jabby legs to a puddle of goo as a form of civil disobedience, e.g. when it’s thundering and she doesn’t want to leave the computer room, or when we put a leash on her, or when her turn comes up at the vet’s office. It’s very effective since we don’t have a spatula big enough to move her with.
I love the way one of her whiskers goes all Salvador Dalí, it’s so cute.
No fair! No bones!
You’re right; it’s the same curvature. We need to estimate a polynomial approximation for it.
It’s most difficult this month due to the heatwave. She’s taken to lying down in the shower stall for the cool tile feels, and I don’t have a snow shovel to scoop her up.
" 'Ow bout a slug?"
“Can it talk?”
“Not really, no.”
“Then it’s scarcely replacement then, is it?!”
OMFG, I AM IN LURRRRRRRRRRVVVVVVVVVV!!!
dat profile…dat dual-paw action…sigh
Dat Lion-of-the-Serengeti pose.
♫ Well, he is just 17/You know what I mean/And the way he naps/Is way beyond com-paaaarreee/ How could I live with another/Oooooooo!/When I saw him sleepin’ there! ♫
So, if I were seeking a crazy-cat-man, would it be wise to use Luke’s picture as a “come-on” photo
I like the hand-crafted (I assume) crocheted (I assume) pot-holder (I assume) too. Shows an arts-oriented person.
Oh, my, I missed the song lyric at the bottom! We’ve got an almost 17 year old boy in our house, Dyson. Sadly, he’s starting to show his miles, I think.
I’d fall for it.
Actually, that’s the corner of a throw rug my late mom crocheted. Thank you!