Everyone Should Have An Orange Cat
So, the cold front came through last night and the weather turned cold and gray and rainy.
It's at these times that our cat Thomas shows his true greatness as a snuggler. Last night he pinned my husband to the couch --and I choose those words very deliberately. Thomas weighs about 20 pounds, I guess, and he's so warm and so solid that when he lays down on you, you absolutely can't move.
My Janie came home from school with a bad headache (could be the fourth 30-degree-plus shift in our weather in as many days) and she's cuddling on the couch watching a movie. Guess who saw his chance and took it?
Gotta love an orange cat.
It's at these times that our cat Thomas shows his true greatness as a snuggler. Last night he pinned my husband to the couch --and I choose those words very deliberately. Thomas weighs about 20 pounds, I guess, and he's so warm and so solid that when he lays down on you, you absolutely can't move.
My Janie came home from school with a bad headache (could be the fourth 30-degree-plus shift in our weather in as many days) and she's cuddling on the couch watching a movie. Guess who saw his chance and took it?
Gotta love an orange cat.
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Dude, Maggie'd LOVE it. She's way more of a cat person than I am.
At his largest, Charlie weighed 28 pounds, so he wasn't just a lap cat, he became The Lap.
Guess who just got a new (super strong) bag at target last weekend!!!
Ha ha ha.
Mine will wrap his front feet around my wrist while I sniggle under his chin--he loves that and purrs like an 18-wheeler. But God help you if he's tired of it...his bite is worse than his bark.