This is Kenzie, the little cat who showed up under our cottage porch during a thunderstorm last summer. She was a delight from the moment we met, but with two cats and a dog at home (to say nothing of my husband's reaction) there was no way we could keep her. Eventually she found a home with a woman in my town via the owner of the pet food shop I frequent. Oddly enough, Kenzie's new owner and I had met once before, some 10 years ago on a plane from London, and although we only chatted briefly about lost luggage we both remembered the other. By all accounts, she and Kenzie are now "soul mates" and I couldn't be happier.
Boris is just yawning.
The end.
Loving these - esp the snow pic! Gorgeous!!
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Hey! Where's Olivia??
ReplyDeleteOlivia is on my old computer. I can't get her. Hang on, I might be able to retrieve her from an old post in here if I can find her. (It's not like she moves very fast...)
ReplyDeleteYou be Beethoven, I'll be Bach.
Great photos as always!
ReplyDeleteKenzie is a gorgeous kitty! While all the photos are wonderful, I do love the one of Boris in the snow. It's very evocative, and you can't help wonder if there is a story there.
Your photos make me miss my kitties!
Boris is just a funny old guy. He seems quite fierce and he's gained a bad rap in the 'hood for fighting, but he's a sweet gentle boy. When he wants in, he just sits by the door, resigned, like he's waiting for opposable thumbs to magically appear.
ReplyDeleteI adore Boris. He just looks like he could kick your butt without batting an eye, and then expect you to open a can of tuna for him. Happily.
ReplyDeleteBoris COULD kick your butt, but he chooses not to. He's really a gentle giant. He's mostly aloof, but then he chooses to snuggle and you feel so honoured. Crazy old boy. I love him.
ReplyDeleteThe look on Boris' little furry face in the snow is probably not all that different from my 'snow' face. Kenzie is really a beautifully marked little cat.
ReplyDeleteHappy now...
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