On Cats

Just so no one is confused by our previous post

… we have nothing against cats.
This is Gadget, a dear buddy from the past.

Gadget was a great latte, blanket, and recliner pal first thing in the morning.
I miss her.
What I don’t miss is the red itchy eyes, hair standing up on the back of my neck, or hives when I would forget to wash my hands after snuggle time.
The issue isn’t fur: it’s saliva. Apparently, neither of our immune systems can handle kitty spit.

My comment about cats spurred me to sort through our photo archives, where I discovered I have few shots of serendipitously encountered cats.

The Sylvesters (see the Tweety twap?) of the planet don’t tend to congregate in public places like their canine counterparts do…

… which makes finding one in a photogenic setting especially satisfying.

Ironically, immediately after we posted the puppy piece, we got to meet and hang with several new feline pals.

This is Edie of Ocean City, MD. Edie is a sink sitter.
Life holds no greater joy for Edie than getting the chance to stick her head under a stream of cool running water while an obliging member of the staff brushes their teeth. This is lovely fun for about 45 seconds, or until you realize there is a car full of hot people waiting for you to finish brushing your teeth so they can head to the beach.
Edie cares not about matters relating to hot cars or beaches. Fun is fun. That’s all.

This is Maggie of Leesburg, VA. She’s a rescued part Maine Coon cat.

Beyond grooming her magnificent mane and indulging paparazzi, this is what Maggie does. Being fabulously gorgeous takes a lot of beauty rest.

Toby concurs, although his duties lay in a somewhat less glamorous domain: he must snuggle the staff and consume kitty kibble with only four teeth. Specifics notwithstanding, one simply MUST get adequate rest if one is to maintain.

All told, we like cats. But until they stop doing this…

… we’ll stay on the puppy track.

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