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.
6 comments:
Dear Ginger Darlings,
Please may I have a clean glass?
Minnie (Fearless feline)
xx
LOL! In that third picture Rosie looks like there is no place she'd rather be - and what a prehensile pink tongue - perfect for glass-washing!
Absolutely hilarious. I love it.
My, what a big tongue you have Rosie!!
I think you named Rosie for the color of her tongue. She's adorable.
Funny Pooch!!
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