Mommy put some black oil sunflower seed on the windowsill, and a little house finch came to take advantage of the offering. Soon all the girls were at the window watching the bird.
That's Tortellini on the left, Nora on the right and the huge derriere of Abigail in the middle. She is one fat cat. Considering how skinny she was in May when I adopted her, this is not good. But she eats up everything the other two leave behind. She doesn't seem to understand that she doesn't have a tapeworm anymore. And there is no cat on Earth who is less inclined to move. Anyone know of a kitty gym?
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About Me
- Phoebe
- I am a drop-out from the corporate world--mostly the financial services industry where I practiced the black art of human resources management. (Remember Catbert from the Dilbert cartoons?) Now I sell products to backyard birdwatchers. I have a two cats, Nicholas and Nora Nick is my furry delight--wise, brave, silly, loving and incredibly soft. He is a celebrity in my store and gets much more attention than I do. As he should. Nora is our not-quite-kitten in residence. She is a trouble-maker and a million laughs. She climbs up to the ductwork 13 feet up. She rolls in all the birdbaths. She's sweet as can be. I have a house in the woods in Kent, CT, that is my refuge. It's also a refuge for bears, raccoons, coyotes, bats, birds and other creatures.
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