My two cats, not at all gingery, but one quite handsome and one quite lovely, do not write a blog. You must be very proud of your three cat scribes. For a cute photo of my big cat who is all about love, visit my blog, where I posted his photo today.
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.
8 comments:
Hmmm, that pig looks a little bit dirty. I guess that's why they call him a pig.
Yom. Bacon!
Huge russet beasts. What a crew to meet up with on a walk!
purrs, Shade and Goldie
Cute little piggies!! I see from the nose that one piggy has been busy :) heehee
Purrs Mickey
My two cats, not at all gingery, but one quite handsome and one quite lovely, do not write a blog. You must be very proud of your three cat scribes.
For a cute photo of my big cat who is all about love, visit my blog, where I posted his photo today.
Who woulda thunk it?!
Sorry, but I prefer cats -- unless the pigs are in bacon form, and THAT I love!
I remember ginger pigs. My dad was a pig farmer and I lived on a farm for 17 years of my life. Happy years. x
Post a Comment