I pick her up gently and put her in my rocker. She waits until she's pretty sure I'm asleep and comes back. She's usually between the headboard and my head when I wake up.
There's no doubt in her mind who runs the house. Her name is Spunky but she also answers to "Your Majesty". I did go to bed earlier. Something woke me up so I put on some quiet music to sleep by. She seized the moment.
Trying again.
P. S. to L.
Those are stuffies (presents from the girls) behind the cat. I have an entire basket guarding me. Someplace in the collection is a large stuffed rhino made out of patchword quilt fabric. I've had him for almost 30 years - almost as long as the Australian frilled lizard (Gizmo) protecting the computer.
We're bizarre - The Adams (with only one "d") family, that's us.
Monday, December 12, 2005
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Our cats name was Tintin. Not the comic but the chinese kanji. It meant beautiful girl and she thought she was a beauty queen. Saddly we had to find her a new home when we moved to a new apartment due to the no pets rule. grrr.
Found her a great home though and she is still a beauty queen.
worried - i am going to check that link later. hmm
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