Isabelle, She really is a sweet cat. She wants to be near us but hates, hates, hates to be petted. Although sometimes she can't resist if you rub under her chin. ;)
Hulda, She looks just like her mother which is a stray cat that lived here before we moved in. The rest of the litter still wonders the property sometimes and they look so much like her. I wish I could bring them all in. The mom didn't take Reagan when she moved the litter and we found her all alone under the house.
Ahh, the puddy-tats. What a lovely photo. Mine is such a meowly-growly sweetheart (except when I find her on the kids' beds and then she is a naughty puddy). :o)
When Reagan is somewhere she knows she shouldn't be, she meows back at me when I scold her. If I wag my finger at her, she swats at it. lol
I forgot to say in my last comment to your comment...it's so good that someone would come to you the way that person did. You must have felt that was really from God. :)
Lol, we had a cat when I was a child called Tuppence, she used to pointedly turn her back to us and flatten her ears to show disgust if we told her off.
I was amazed, it must have been God because I had not been walking round all in distress I was acting pretty normal (for me, lol). ;o)
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She's sweet! She couldn't possibly do anything wrong. hehe ;)
Oh no, couldn't possibly. hahahaha
She's so sweet!
Oh, yes she is a really lovely cat! :o)
Isabelle, She really is a sweet cat. She wants to be near us but hates, hates, hates to be petted. Although sometimes she can't resist if you rub under her chin. ;)
Hulda, She looks just like her mother which is a stray cat that lived here before we moved in. The rest of the litter still wonders the property sometimes and they look so much like her. I wish I could bring them all in. The mom didn't take Reagan when she moved the litter and we found her all alone under the house.
wonders...oops...I meant wanders.
Ahh, the puddy-tats. What a lovely photo. Mine is such a meowly-growly sweetheart (except when I find her on the kids' beds and then she is a naughty puddy). :o)
When Reagan is somewhere she knows she shouldn't be, she meows back at me when I scold her. If I wag my finger at her, she swats at it. lol
I forgot to say in my last comment to your comment...it's so good that someone would come to you the way that person did. You must have felt that was really from God. :)
Lol, we had a cat when I was a child called Tuppence, she used to pointedly turn her back to us and flatten her ears to show disgust if we told her off.
I was amazed, it must have been God because I had not been walking round all in distress I was acting pretty normal (for me, lol). ;o)
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