As is with the big bloggers who don’t post too often, folks check daily to see when the Next Big Post will happen.
I’m sure the multitudes that follow my blog are equally fervent.
Well, here it is- cat blogging.
Just move along… nothing to see here.
So I walk into Paul’s gun shop a couple weeks ago, & Chris (Paul’s son) says, “You wanna cat”?
Caught completely off guard, as I was thinking gunny thoughts, not feline, I says, “I’ll check with the wife”.
Now checking with the wife (mine anyway), about cat appropriation is like talking to Eskimos about a little extra warmth- it’s pretty much “yeah baby”.
Seems this critter had been hanging out near the store for a while, & Chris had taken her home in a fit of conscience to avoid having to shovel frozen cats from the storefront.
Good lad, he.
Annnyway, she’s now in the fam damily, & she’s acclimating well.
We’re calling her “CC”, which initially stood for Cougar Cat, as she has a mountain lion-like tail, but “Mountain Lion” was too much of a mouthful. I think “CC” now means Crazy Cat, as this youngster is completely out of her mind.
Too much time out in the cold, I’m guessing.
I'm throwing in a pic of her in a calmer moment- you cat folks will understand…
Pine tar, 34 years ago today
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