Saturday, January 22, 2011
Buddy the cat came into our lives in November.
He is a great cat; patient, longsuffering, and loving, with enough spunk to keep him interesting. And by spunk, I mean from ten to eleven o'clock every night he turns into a crazy tiger, and the house is his jungle, and any toes that might be wiggling under a blanket are his prey.
He thought the Christmas tree was the best cat toy EVER.
Most of the time, he is perfect.
All of the time, he is loved.
Sometimes this love may manifest itself as being wrapped in a blanket and taken for a ride in the kiddie shopping cart.
He doesn't seem too upset about it.
(confession: I will have to blog about Buddy from time to time -- what else am I going to do with the photos I take of him?)