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Tonight, I was sitting on the bed, sewing a button on to a leather bag which I had made. Emma came up and started eating the string. She was looking pretty goofy. I started chuckling because of her actions. Cory asked me, “What was up?” I told him that Emma was eating string. His response was…
“You’re letting OUR at eat string.”
I just couldn’t resist letting that “OUR” pass on by. *Laugh* Cory’s response was to close his eyes, groan and shake his head. Emma didn’t seem to moved one way or another regarding her new co-owner.
So, Debbie, Neil, Luis and Alison. Cory’s got a new pet.
My friend requested more photos of Emma. So this post is all about her (Emma, not my friend).
One of her favorite games, fighting through the blinds.
Catnip toy – ATTACK!
Attacking again!
Ahh! Resting after knocking some sense into that toy.
Photo shoot is over. She’s annoyed.
Thanks for humoring me by looking at pictures of my cat. I think that she is pretty darn cute.
Yes, this one.
I don’t really want to kill her… But when a person looks forward to sleeping in on the weekend and having a bed all to themselves. There is a lot of pleasurable anticipation built-up.
Reality hit at 6:30 am on Saturday. When she decided to meow, non-stop til 8:00 am. It’s kind of hard to sleep through her meows because she’s loud and determined.
In psychoanalyzing my cat, I believe she was meowing and carrying on to let me know that she wanted Cory to be there also. (Which would have been kind of hard to accommodate her because of him being out of state at the time.) In the mornings, she doesn’t like either one of us to be out of her sight for the first fifteen minutes that both of us are awake. The usual routine is she meows and one of us wakes up and acknowledges her presence by petting her.
After a co-worker heard the story. Their comment was “Ear plugs.” I’ll seriously consider it next time, I get the bed to myself.
