No gardening; just cat
Wanted to do some gardening today, but it’s pissing down as usual. If I set foot on the plot, I’d drown in mud like those poor bastards at Ypres.
So instead, I’m posting a picture of my beloved, overweight moggy. He was in a co-operative mood, and flashed me this obligingly winsome look at precisely the right moment.
It will be years before he poses again, so I thought I’d better make the most of it.
Actually, he looks like he might tear your face off shortly. That slightly cocked head speaks volumes.
November 30th, 2008 at 12:04 pm
True… they’re buggers, cats. So hard to read.
November 30th, 2008 at 5:07 pm
He looks as if he might be smelling something rather bad. Like my cat. Somebody gave me Jerusalem artichokes which I roasted in olive oil for lunch. They were delicious but…. oh dear.
Celia
November 30th, 2008 at 8:31 pm
That’s such a funny photo, He looks like he has ATTITUDE
November 30th, 2008 at 10:55 pm