I just loved yesterday’s shot of Milo, and I also had this one, which seemed to call out for a black and white treatment.
This little brown bear of a cat had such a rough start to life, be didn’t think he’d last, just wanted to give him a good home and all the love we could. Didn’t think he’d make double digits, yet here he is at eleven years old (I miscalculated last month).
He’s so sweet, so smart, and can cause so much trouble. He’s part monkey. Today, when he wasn’t knocking things into the kitchen sink, throwing Q-tips all over the bathroom (three times), carrying his bunny around, flinging himself around in the clothes hamper and eventually flattening the thing, or chewing on my computer cable…he was twisting himself around my legs and nipping my feet, ankles, and calves.
He looks so sweet….looks can be deceiving…..
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jeepers Paige, this blog is like the phenome of blogging. I had no idea it could get this complicated. And you make it look easy. Jeez. Maybe it's not a phenome; I'm not 100% sure I know what that word means.