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.
9 comments:
Good as they all are, that last photo is just adorable.
I see a little wet nose. Ahww
As usual, more lovely pictures :)
There's a little something for you on my blog, if you've a mind to take a peek :)
Kim x
I so enjoy your blog ! I have to agree that all the photos are wonderful, but the last is just so adorable, it's a heart stealer !
How great it mush be to be a puppy!
You are so right, life doesn't get any better than that! Thanks.
This picture in the clover..its to much...Love your life!!
Yes, the last picture is very cute. Lucky Hannah too, having the cats in her arms and now the Rosie-pup.
No wonder Rosie's in clover!
These are such wonderful pictures , poems, stories... a joy to read the comments from other animal lovers. A treat after a long day at the office.
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