She's a smarty-pants, that one, with her long white paws. She took a flashing look around with her gold eyes and picked out the person that had no defenses, the one who couldn't resist purring and cuddling and swift lashes of her tail...
Kate and Chumba are horrified. What? She's staying? She doesn't even have stripes! This is wrong! We demand a recount!
but Bear will not be swayed. Any cat who jumps into his arms and kneads and purrs and licks his cheek has his heart.
So welcome, Lucy-Patches.
Welcome home.
11 comments:
See? I mean, honestly, my husband should read your blog.
What a pretty cat!
Smart cats are best. She's pretty too.
bwahahahaha couldn't resist huh?
Oh, so sweet!
She's cute! I wish my DH liked cats so we could get one too, but me thinks my labrador and jack russel would be severely put out by that ;)
Sounds like my husband. Although I have feelers out for a very pretty fluffy grey stray that's been stopping by occasionally...
Very pretty cat, I miss having pets. This is the first time in my life I don't have some kind of an animal. Okay well I have my husband and two year old son, but that doesn't count. lol
She's beautiful. I love unadulterated affection from cats...it makes you feel like royalty!
I love the cat's colouring!
A patchwork cat. How pretty.
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