Jake: I was a nearly 15 year old tabby who commanded and demanded attention. I used to love to hang around on my deck outside. I developed cancer and died February 5, 2009. I didn't like my sister because she was cranky. Bathsheba: I was a polydactyl 18 year old dilute tortie and white. I used to be a big hunter in my day, but I retired when I went deaf. I developed a rapidly spreading cancer that affected my appetite and I died in the garden in November 2009. I loved my mom the best. Jake was a constant annoyance, but I missed him when he was gone. For a short while I contended with that bothersome kitten Emerson who is now my legacy to the cat blogosphere.
14 Comments:
Sometimes those mancats aren't too bright....
Tara
KC said...
Hee hee, i finks he started out napping in tha sun 'n doesn't realize it's moved... hee hee...
Purrs, KC
To tired to move wif da sun spot, Jake?
The sunlight comes an it is good. But it passes an sometimes ya is just to comfy ta follow it...
You look very comfy lying there, Jake. Too bad the sunbeam moved on you.
Hey Jake, a little to the left buddy!
I guess that's what the saying "You snooze, you lose" means!
silly sisters.... didn't she know that you just wanted the tip of your tail only slightly warmed?... no.
Headbutts, Caesar
When you're in a deep sleep like that sometimes the sun beams move. Not your fault!
Chase
You know, we don't always want to sleep in the sun.
So close to the sun spot . . . yet so far.
Oh well...a good nap anyways.
i bet the carpet is still warm
Why duz the silly sunspot do that!?! It shuld reely be more considurate. -rosie
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