- Another shop cat - this time a resident of an antique shop in north Georgia. The shop owner had put out signs saying (tongue in cheek, I thought), that there was an "attack cat" on the premises. At one point, he said, "If you run across the cat, don't rub her belly, even she rolls over and presents it to you." When this no-eye-contact-kitty finally turned up, I ran fingers lightly over her head, while the owner looked on anxiously. I think it's fun that this calico / manx seems to run the place. :)
- My friend looks on as her granddaughter plays, looks at me and says, "I love her so much."
- An unmarked van crammed to the gills with emerald green balloons. What fun and where were they going, I wonder.
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One of our cats was skilled at presenting her belly to unwary strangers. Anyone foolish enough to accept her challenge was scratched and bitten.
Your friend's love for her granddaugher is lovely.
Green balloons. Getting in early for St Patrick's day?
i guess the "attack" cat liked you!!
Hi Lynn - calico colours are so beautiful .. and how lovely the owner leaves tales around for customers to follow -
Green balloons - who knows .. did you find out?!
Cheers Hilary
Sometimes coming here is taking coming up for air after swimming underwater. That first breath just feels so good:~)
That's how this post was for me today. I loved the story of the cat. Even my Aggie delights in presenting her belly, but if you touch it, I guarantee you'll feel the sting of her claws. Cats are like that, aren't they.
I teared up about the grandmother's comment, but in a good way:~)
Don't you love surprises like the van? What's really nice about your site is how you share these moments of joy and let your readers see them through your eyes.
Have a great day, Lynn:~) AND NO MORE ICE!!!
Elephant's Child -
I guess the instinct is to protect their tender bellies from harm, but it's funny that cats display it like that and then bite. I'm always careful with cats I don't know. One of my friends was feeding some feral cats in the woods near her house, and thought she had gained the trust of one of them. When she picked it up, it went crazy and she ended up having to have surgery - she developed an infection from the deep scratches in her hands and arms.
She's an only granddaughter and lives across the cul-de-sac from her grandparents - they are truly entrenched in each others lives. It is lovely.
I don't know - it was an unmarked white van and just crammed to the ceiling of the car with those balloons. It made me smile and wonder.
Joanne -
I guess. :)
Hilary -
My cat Cleo was a calico - I love them and I think it's so interesting that they are always female.
I didn't find out - we parted in traffic.
Cheers to you!
Sara -
Oh my - so lovely of you to say. This post was off schedule and late, but I did it anyway - so it makes me feel so good that you say that.
Yes - cats can be unpredictable. My cat Cleo used to run up behind me and bite me on the ankle. I figured it was playing, but was never sure.
I told the grandmother, "She loves you so much, too."
Yes - we have to look for joy wherever it might be found. I had an unusually busy and exhausting week at work and these are the moments I cherish.
First of all, a calico/manx? I have never heard of such a thing. And don't you just love walking on the wild side!
That is my thought when I look at each of my grandchildren.
Green balloons on their way to an early St. Pat's party no doubt.
Yep most calicos I've known have been in the nervous side. Mischief's other sister given away was calico like that- n very rambunctious! Glad you got away without a scratch.
Yep, I really love my grandkids more than words too- n know how it was for mine!
Kind of early for a St . Patties Day party- but sounds like one was thrown! We're making green-frosted things at work now here...
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