National Cat Day

Today is National Cat Day.
Most of my readers are aware we have two cats that are a huge part of our family here in Tennessee.
Both cats chose our humble little abode, to call their own, and watching their antics, and sharing our days with these two sweeties, brings many smiles to our faces.
Oliver is the marmalade and white boy, and is approximately nine years old, and then along came Tom-Tilly, a tiny little girl who literally lived beneath my potting shed, and is now four years old.
We originally thought she was a 'he' and we named him Tom-Kitten, you can read about her story here: http://abritintn.blogspot.com/2014/07/tom-kitten.html
We love them both dearly.

Nesting Day

It's a dark and dreary Monday to start off our week.

Rainfall is expected throughout the day, and the songbirds have taken to their nests.

The candles are glowing, and the unmistakable aroma of simmering meatloaf fills the kitchen.

Two portly kitties are curled up in the chairs, and the house has fallen eerily silent.

 

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Spot The Imposter

Gone But Not Forgotten

I'm missing my sweet kitties.

I can't help but  wonder if they think I have completely abandoned them at this time.

My dearest holds the telephone next to their ears and I tell them "hello" and "I'll be home soon."

He tells me they rub their whiskers against the telephone, when they hear my voice.

I'm thinking about Skyping.

Growing

We are so fortunate to have kind neighbors.

On a daily basis our two kitties walk next door to say hello.

We buy treats for each others pets, despite not owning a dog myself, I buy dog treats every month for her dog Crimson, and my neighbor buys cat treats for my cats.

I opened up my email this morning, and this is what was staring at me..........

Courtesy of my neighbor.

Sweet.

 

 

What's Good For The Goose, Is Good For The Gander

Tom-Tilly has commandeered Oliver's favorite velvety blanket,  he's tried several tactics urging her to vacate, but nary the blink of an eye.

 

 

 

 

Oliver resorts to sitting in Tom-Tilly's little cat bed. Spilling over the sides like a great orange pudding.

 

 

Truce

Friends

Tom Tilly has found herself a new friend.

She doesn't 'hiss' or walk away, she just sits quietly by her side and watches.

They took a selphie, I think they look purrfectly content.

 

 

Team Work

We made it through the holidays without any cat-astrophes, just the odd hiss here and there.
Tom-Tilly insists on 'rushing' Oliver the minute he walks through the door, she just wants to play, but Oliver being an older cat, won't have any part of it.
To my surprise they do seem to have developed a buddy system between the two of them, one leads, the other follows.
Oliver went looking for that proverbial Partridge in a Pear Tree, with of course Tom-Tilly following close behind.

New Discoveries

Tom Tilly has just discovered that sleeping and playing in a brown paper sack, is much more fun than playing with plastic balls.