Three months today we have been here. Seems impossible, that we've done so much in such a short time. Three months of Moby running around happily. One of his favorite games is Chase, where I run after him, and he hares off, tail up. Stops, watches me, I lunge at him, and off he goes again. The game is over when he flops down and I have to give him a massage. Cat wins. Cat always wins.
This is love, when he settles in on D's shoulder, blissful and content.
We do take care of each other.
7 comments:
:-) Yay!
Moby is showing you that it is the right place to be.
Thirteen is just a number for change. You just have to be positive and work for a change for good.
The WVs are beginning to get back to 'should be words' more often, again!
A delightful love story!
Purrrrrrrrr
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Moby is a handsome cat.
Pacian,
He is, but it's the love and intelligence that shines through. As with another, fluffier, cat who is much missed.
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