Friday Red will be incoming shortly, but for now I shall leave you with a picture I took a few moments ago before hitting the sack. It’s Dr Bombay, my adorable cross eyed, buck toothed kitteh. I didn’t get a shot of his crooked tail, but I will one day.
This is, “Pleeze close da light and fill up my food bowl, k?” He’s hanging his head over the side of his kitty bed, kind of telling me what to do before I shut the door and let him sleep in his room for the night.
I put the picture of him behind the jump.
Hubby fixed my problem of being unable to attach pics to my posts…it was a plug-in that was the culprit.
I rarely post pictures of my pets. I am not sure why I don’t, but I will remedy that now.
I wore my poor Rex out last week. Initially I had busted out with the flashlight in the hopes of enticing Dr Bombay out of a tiny cocoon of blankets he had made for himself in our bed, to no avail. He merely stared at me groggily.
Comfortable cat is comfortable…
Usually kitty gets marginally interested enough to pounce a few times, then decides if the activity is futile/worthwhile.
Rex, on the other hand, couldn’t get enough of chasing the flashlight beam on the floor. After half an hour, I was a little bored by waving it around and watching Rex happily yap after it. He did do a little protest whinge. I turned away for a moment to get a glass of water. I looked over my shoulder from the kitchen and the picture below is what I saw. Rexie zonked out. So zonked, he was hanging out of his basket and was snoring into the carpet. Awww….