I love cat expressions and attitudes! We've had two ginger kitties in our lives. Both adopted us! One climbed on our screen door as a kitten, mewing piteously, being very hungry and thirsty. He never left until he went off into the woods to die as an elderly cat in poor hearth health - at least that was our assumption. The other was a sweet little barn cat we named "Stormy". Stormy turned out to be a she! I have a few posts on the blog about her, if you care to search for Stormy.
I was never a cat person, my mom instilled a phobia in me as a child. Then Lyssa and her hubby moved in with us for awhile and we had Pixel here. She's a small cat, and very polite. No scratching or biting, she liked to snuggle, and never bothered the furniture or any of the usual things cats do to aggravate. Now I'm a cat fan. Gatto is such a nice boy, you're lucky to have him and he's lucky to have you!!
The afghan makes me think of my own grandmother, she was always doing granny squares. I have several things she made, I treasure them. I even have a needlepoint sampler made by my great grandmother for my grandma when she was expecting my dad and his twin brother. It's religious in nature (which I am NOT) but it hangs on the wall in my bedroom anyway. Now I lay me down to sleep...
What a joy to see them. Gatto reminds me of my childhood cat Binky. He was a Ginger Tom and according to my mind, he was 'my cat'. According to my sister as she told me years later, 'No, he was my cat!' No matter, we both loved him dearly.
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Cats have it made! That is a very pretty granny square afghan!
I'm glad that Gatto got his chance on the lap on the rocker.
My granny made it for me, Far Side.
He waits patiently for Jiggs to exit, AC.
I love cat expressions and attitudes! We've had two ginger kitties in our lives. Both adopted us! One climbed on our screen door as a kitten, mewing piteously, being very hungry and thirsty. He never left until he went off into the woods to die as an elderly cat in poor hearth health - at least that was our assumption. The other was a sweet little barn cat we named "Stormy". Stormy turned out to be a she! I have a few posts on the blog about her, if you care to search for Stormy.
Beautiful cat, beautiful afghan. 😊❤️
I was never a cat person, my mom instilled a phobia in me as a child. Then Lyssa and her hubby moved in with us for awhile and we had Pixel here. She's a small cat, and very polite. No scratching or biting, she liked to snuggle, and never bothered the furniture or any of the usual things cats do to aggravate. Now I'm a cat fan. Gatto is such a nice boy, you're lucky to have him and he's lucky to have you!!
The afghan makes me think of my own grandmother, she was always doing granny squares. I have several things she made, I treasure them. I even have a needlepoint sampler made by my great grandmother for my grandma when she was expecting my dad and his twin brother. It's religious in nature (which I am NOT) but it hangs on the wall in my bedroom anyway. Now I lay me down to sleep...
What a joy to see them. Gatto reminds me of my childhood cat Binky. He was a Ginger Tom and according to my mind, he was 'my cat'. According to my sister as she told me years later, 'No, he was my cat!' No matter, we both loved him dearly.
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