Friday, June 13, 2008

Blissed Out

As I was on my way to work one morning this week, I met Her Ladyship in the garden. She came over to say hello and asked to be petted. A few seconds later, she flopped onto her side with an audible “whoof” and put her head in my hand. Much skritching and purring ensued, with the following result:

Bliss

Gorgeous, isn’t she? (For those who may be new to this blog, Her Ladyship is not my cat. She lives nearby.)

The Friday Ark. The Carnival of the Cats.

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