A cat and his boy
Tag: cats
Cat beds
Why bother buying expensive cat beds when a cardboard box is preferred?
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Pavel the cat nurse
I have the plague. To avoid spreading the love around the office, I’m staying in bed today, sweating, feeling sorry for myself and occasionally coughing up a lung. At least I have Pavel to watch over me.
I call this one “cat melting into sofa”
Rare moment of cat peace
Pavel is always trying to cuddle up to one of the other two. Sometimes they let him. And sometimes (like 5 minutes after I took this picture), they try and bite his ears off…
Sunday doesn’t get lazier than this
Except possibly cramming the 3rd cat into the frame.
It’s hard work being this gorgeous
Very tiring…
My morning wake-up call purrs
Ever since Katy left for Blighty, Pavel has become uber clingy. I’ll wake up with him sprawled all along my back, or sometimes, like this morning, with him on my pillow with his back (if I’m lucky) or his butt (if I’m not) pressed to the side of my head.
Other times, I’ll just wake up with him perched on the crossbeam looking down at me like a furry gargoyle, chittering at me to go and feed him.
Unimpressed cat is unimpressed
Pavel was not a used this morning when I didn’t feel like giving him fuss at 6am when he clearly and vocally demanded it.