Tabby's Tummy and Tortie's Tuesday

I know what you're thinking. Yes, I do complain that Jake is a Blog Hog. And here I have my big chance for center stage, and I turn away from the camera. Just chalk it up to my Tortitude. I don't like to be cooperative and "easy." At least you can see my tortie patterns in this photo. ~Bathsheba

In yesterday's Man Cat post, I mentioned that I sometimes lure Mom and Dad in with my tummy only to put the bitey on them. Actually, I don't always bite them. Sometimes I enjoy the petting and let them do so without incident. This way I keep the element of surprise for when I do launch a fierce attack. I keep them guessing-hehe.

Mom wanted me to point out the hairless area of my underbelly. With all due respect to Dragonheart, she doesn't want me to have a bald tummy, and she's a little worried about my compulsive cleaning. That was one of my symptoms of my hyperthyroidism when it was diagnosed last year. I have blood work scheduled for July 5, and I'm NOT looking forward to it. Still, it might show that I need a higher dose of meds.

~Jake

Tabby Tummy and Tortie Tuesday

Once again that darn Jake is monopolizing this blog with his photos! He's such a poseur. Here he is rolling around on the sidewalk made of aggregate stone. He loves to scratch his back this way, but he sure gets dirty. That sidewalk is full of yellow-green oak and hickory pollen.

My big mancat friend Kismet and his little sister Sophie recently told us how they help with the laundry. Here I'm doing quality control on two shirts that my mom had washed and folded. Instead of putting them away, she left them on the bed for me to inspect. I guess they pass.

Long live the torties!

~Bathsheba