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.
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.
I know. Woody says it is going to take a little more time to believe such news. I no longer hate cats.
Yogi is also a skeptic.
Abby, however, is such a cuddler and purrs like an engine when you rub her belly.
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, on the other hand, is coming home in my luggage. Love this little guy!