Day 31: O'Puss' smudged nose
January 31, 2009
I guess it's not nice to have a favorite but I can't resist O'Puss' nose with the cute little smudge on it. I used to dislike cats (having grown up with a dog). About 10 years ago I was visiting my mother a week or two after a stray cat gave birth to a litter of 3 kittens. She encouraged me to go see them sleeping under a bush. I had no interest. She suggested it again and again and again until I went outside and started making the typical "psss psss psss" noise with the hopes of waking them and getting them to come out from under the bush. This guy was the first and only one out. He ran right over to me while making that adorable baby kitten high pitched sound (MEW! MEW!). "Shoot!" I said to myself. Now I'm a cat owner. That little Charlie Chaplin smudge of a mustache was too cute not to take home. Kramer, my black cat, wouldn't come out from the bush and instead stayed snuggled next to his mother. I reached in for him and fell instantly in love. True to nature- Kramer is still the one who snuggles close to me while O'Puss is the more adventurous. These two forced me to change from cat disliker to cat lover with the potential of being one of those crazy cat ladies with 50 cats. My husband is the one that talks me down when I talk about adopting another kitten. :) As are 99% of my photos, this one is SOOC with the exception of a slight crop.
January 31, 2009
I guess it's not nice to have a favorite but I can't resist O'Puss' nose with the cute little smudge on it. I used to dislike cats (having grown up with a dog). About 10 years ago I was visiting my mother a week or two after a stray cat gave birth to a litter of 3 kittens. She encouraged me to go see them sleeping under a bush. I had no interest. She suggested it again and again and again until I went outside and started making the typical "psss psss psss" noise with the hopes of waking them and getting them to come out from under the bush. This guy was the first and only one out. He ran right over to me while making that adorable baby kitten high pitched sound (MEW! MEW!). "Shoot!" I said to myself. Now I'm a cat owner. That little Charlie Chaplin smudge of a mustache was too cute not to take home. Kramer, my black cat, wouldn't come out from the bush and instead stayed snuggled next to his mother. I reached in for him and fell instantly in love. True to nature- Kramer is still the one who snuggles close to me while O'Puss is the more adventurous. These two forced me to change from cat disliker to cat lover with the potential of being one of those crazy cat ladies with 50 cats. My husband is the one that talks me down when I talk about adopting another kitten. :) As are 99% of my photos, this one is SOOC with the exception of a slight crop.
Day 31: O'Puss' smudged nose
January 31, 2009
I guess it's not nice to have a favorite but I can't resist O'Puss' nose with the cute little smudge on it. I used to dislike cats (having grown up with a dog). About 10 years ago I was visiting my mother a week or two after a stray cat gave birth to a litter of 3 kittens. She encouraged me to go see them sleeping under a bush. I had no interest. She suggested it again and again and again until I went outside and started making the typical "psss psss psss" noise with the hopes of waking them and getting them to come out from under the bush. This guy was the first and only one out. He ran right over to me while making that adorable baby kitten high pitched sound (MEW! MEW!). "Shoot!" I said to myself. Now I'm a cat owner. That little Charlie Chaplin smudge of a mustache was too cute not to take home. Kramer, my black cat, wouldn't come out from the bush and instead stayed snuggled next to his mother. I reached in for him and fell instantly in love. True to nature- Kramer is still the one who snuggles close to me while O'Puss is the more adventurous. These two forced me to change from cat disliker to cat lover with the potential of being one of those crazy cat ladies with 50 cats. My husband is the one that talks me down when I talk about adopting another kitten. :) As are 99% of my photos, this one is SOOC with the exception of a slight crop.
January 31, 2009
I guess it's not nice to have a favorite but I can't resist O'Puss' nose with the cute little smudge on it. I used to dislike cats (having grown up with a dog). About 10 years ago I was visiting my mother a week or two after a stray cat gave birth to a litter of 3 kittens. She encouraged me to go see them sleeping under a bush. I had no interest. She suggested it again and again and again until I went outside and started making the typical "psss psss psss" noise with the hopes of waking them and getting them to come out from under the bush. This guy was the first and only one out. He ran right over to me while making that adorable baby kitten high pitched sound (MEW! MEW!). "Shoot!" I said to myself. Now I'm a cat owner. That little Charlie Chaplin smudge of a mustache was too cute not to take home. Kramer, my black cat, wouldn't come out from the bush and instead stayed snuggled next to his mother. I reached in for him and fell instantly in love. True to nature- Kramer is still the one who snuggles close to me while O'Puss is the more adventurous. These two forced me to change from cat disliker to cat lover with the potential of being one of those crazy cat ladies with 50 cats. My husband is the one that talks me down when I talk about adopting another kitten. :) As are 99% of my photos, this one is SOOC with the exception of a slight crop.
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