100? Really? Well, I guess this calls for extra cattiness. Wait... that's not right... uhm. Haven't had my coffee yet, going to just let it be. So. For my 100th cat post I'm going to post some of my favorite cats ever. You've already met the real Bob, probably my all time favorite.
Although the cat I had as a kid, Buttercup, and the one I had as a teenager, Annie, are right up there too. Buttercup would wake me up every morning by wrapping her front paws around my neck and licking my ears. Annie was just a big lump of love. Anyway, I posted about Romeo before, but no favorite cats post would be complete without him.
He was the one of the sweetest, most gentle creatures I've ever known. Plus since he was wearing a tuxedo he was always ready for a ball. I'm pretty sure I've posted about Tiresias (aka Ree) before, but I'm not going through 100 posts to find out.
She is eyeless, as her name implies, but that doesn't stop her from doing whatever she wants. Which is mostly purring wicked loud and laying in the hallway at my brothers house. Heh. Last, but certainly not least, is Puffin.
She was not only beautiful, but smart and sassy too. She had a shoelace that was hers and when she wanted to play she would trot over to you with it in her mouth. When she was done she'd pick it back up and hide it.
She was something else. So there you have it, a woefully incomplete list of some of the best cats ever. Now, coffee.
Although the cat I had as a kid, Buttercup, and the one I had as a teenager, Annie, are right up there too. Buttercup would wake me up every morning by wrapping her front paws around my neck and licking my ears. Annie was just a big lump of love. Anyway, I posted about Romeo before, but no favorite cats post would be complete without him. 
He was the one of the sweetest, most gentle creatures I've ever known. Plus since he was wearing a tuxedo he was always ready for a ball. I'm pretty sure I've posted about Tiresias (aka Ree) before, but I'm not going through 100 posts to find out. 
She is eyeless, as her name implies, but that doesn't stop her from doing whatever she wants. Which is mostly purring wicked loud and laying in the hallway at my brothers house. Heh. Last, but certainly not least, is Puffin. 
She was not only beautiful, but smart and sassy too. She had a shoelace that was hers and when she wanted to play she would trot over to you with it in her mouth. When she was done she'd pick it back up and hide it. 
She was something else. So there you have it, a woefully incomplete list of some of the best cats ever. Now, coffee.
2 comments:
Wow, Bob, congratulations - 100 Sunday Cats! We love Sunday Cats over here, thank you so much for sharing them with us, they're beautiful.
I think if I had only ever encountered cats like yours, I would be so much more of a cat person! They sound pretty awesome.
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