Harry and a mouse.

Meet Bindi.

Bindi is a three year old brown tabby cat.  She lives with my brother and sister-in-law in Durant, Oklahoma.

 When I came visit, her first order of business to roll all over my bag, which is stinky in a way that she oh so loves.

 Bindi is really shy.  She likes people, but  mostly just her people.  You have to be her friend in order to pet her.

Luckily, Bindi remembers my smell and likes when I visit.  Here she is sitting on my pillow and keeping us company while we chat.



(sniffer face)

Meet Harry.

Harry is an eight (almost nine) year old flame point Himalayan.  My first indoor cat, Harry will always be my favorite big furry boy.  Now he lives with my mom in Sherman, Texas.  He has lots of personality, and he makes the rules.  After developing a habit of only drinking water out of the tap, requiring the assistance of his human friends many times a day, he earned the moniker "King Harry."

His feet are huge! They literally, as you can see, are almost the size of the palm of my hand.  His body is just as huge.  He weighs sixteen pounds but, with his excess of hair, he looks like a giant.

(sniffer face)

One thing is for sure, no cat can compare to Harry in terms of size, hair, or regality.

Goodbye kitties.

Lily, I'm going to be gone for a few days.  Will you be okay? 

 Yes!

 Doodles, I'm going away for a few days.  Will you be okay while I'm gone?

I don't know.

Flashback: Doodles and Lily meeting.

Lily's favorite chew toy.

Cats and a bag.