I do the same thing. I go from the kitchen sink to the bathroom sink to the glass room that rains and back again...eventually someone notices (usually Treater) that I am THIRSTY!
I adore your blog and the complete love you have for these fur babies. Like you I would see the photo oppertunity while having an inner smile - so many would be worrying about germs.
When first we started there were four of us, all ginger, and Max. Time has passed. The ginger pride are ghost cats, appart from Elmo. Now the house holds Max, oldest, tabby farm cat, dark, usually found sleeping on a cushion, Elmo, last of the Gingers, beautiful handsome and wonderful who still walks to the high hill top. And now there is Baggage and Bundle, silver mischief in sharp clawed kitten form. The adventures continue.
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Priceless!! So like a cat!
I do the same thing. I go from the kitchen sink to the bathroom sink to the glass room that rains and back again...eventually someone notices (usually Treater) that I am THIRSTY!
I adore your blog and the complete love you have for these fur babies. Like you I would see the photo oppertunity while having an inner smile - so many would be worrying about germs.
It did not even occur to me to think of germs. Oops. I guess hygiene is not one of my strong points!etdbewiy
Wow, does this look familiar! All of it, the drainer full of dishes and especially the cat in the sink giving a subtle hint! I really enjoy your blog.
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