Hanging out by the fire

I am not exactly a cat lover. In fact, I’ve been known to say that the best cat is one deep fried. My mom was bitten by a cat on her face as a child; her own litter grew up hating the feline world in solidarity.

Hanging out by the fire

Come to find out, that is really dumb. There are some very sweet kitties in this world and Woody and Yogi are at the top of the list.

Hanging out by the fire

I know. Woody says it is going to take a little more time to believe such news. I no longer hate cats.

Hanging out by the fire

Yogi is also a skeptic.

Hanging out by the fire

Hanging out by the fire

Abby, however, is such a cuddler and purrs like an engine when you rub her belly.

Hanging out by the fire

Staying warm by the fire

We’ve spent quite a bit of time hanging out by the fire for the last two unseasonably cold days in Golden. I’m not saying I’m ever going to own a cat, but I can see why they are sweet to have around.

Bruno

Bruno, on the other hand, is coming home in my luggage. Love this little guy!

~K