No no, this time round, think a much much cuter type of neighbour, all ginger and white, with the softest fur ever. It must be a posh cat if you ask me. Those finer traits, shiny coat and delicate manners gave it away.
Looking all posh and gorgeous...
Getting a back massage by Mr PF... ha, not really. I know the photo looks rather weird (not sure what I prefer, the hands so neatly put together, clearly a lot of concentration going into this, or the look on the cat's face), but I think this was the end of a full head-to-tail petting sesh...
But regardless, my heart belongs to this little cuddle monster. He runs to say hello most evenings when I get back from work and clearly enjoys our cuddling sessions as much as I do. He lets me pick him up like a baby (that he is, only a few months old still) and for that I am eternally grateful. So good-natured, so mental at the same time (I think he sees ghosts in our garden, I've never seen a cat jump out of their skin like that).
I ♥ Felix le chat
5 comments:
Random cats are my favourite of ALL the cats. Gah! I hate that I don't live with cats anymore. Sad face.
You get all the nice bits (cuddles) without the less-nice ones (cleaning their tray and/or allergies!). I say this is a win-win situation you have here!
Nothing nicer than little cat faces rushing to greet you as you get home from work. I look forward to seeing my two every day!
I'm envious of your cat joy - can you enjoy it even more today for me? (No cats nearby, and Mr P is allergic :(
I want some cuddle monsters!!! :) xxx
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