This blog is the ongoing story of nine-hundred and twenty-two cats, including kittens. We consider on a near daily basis the poetics of cat sensibility - the wit, brilliance, elegance and magic of catdom. We try to ignore hairballs and their sound effects.
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Now that I think of it, there really is something wrong with this picture, goodness and sweetness and all... What's wrong is that I was sitting there not long before and someone who shall remain nameless (but whose name is Cyrano)STOLE my seat!
Adorable and huggable!
The two at the left -- where does one end and the other begin? I love the crossed paws.
Oh, my! But how can one begrudge one's seating spot when they're all being so good and sweet and utterly cute! (Ask me about the sleeping arrangements, or lack thereof, for humans in this house.)
oh, but sweet Lizzy, you left the seat warm and irresistable. What I love is when they jump up into your seat as you are sitting down. I have squished more than one furry being
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