Like the saying goes "Age before beauty." Since Magoo went on a tirade, Dad decided that it was time for Beauty to take the center stage. He calls me his Thinker. It's because I don't ever seem to just do something. I always appear to be weighing my choices before I act. I love to sit on my mom's lap while she puts on her makeup in the morning. I also stand guard at the refridgerator door in morning to make sure I get my morning saucer of Catmilk. I have such a tiny meow that Dad makes fun of me when I try voice my displeasure.
you are Bella, yes? you are beautiful, you can put your picture up anytime!!
ReplyDeleteWe like our morning milk, too, but we don't get our own saucer. We just share what's in Mom's glass. You can read about it at http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=18573456&postID=113451173895384000
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Bella you do look like quite the thinker. Very serious. Are you as soft as you look?
ReplyDeleteBella, you and I are true ladies, aren't we. Let the silly boys dance and pounce and mew; we girls can speak volumes with a look and a pose. A wise human said, "it is better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to speak and remove all doubt." Oh, please pass the catmilk.
ReplyDeleteBella, you are very beautiful. we would love so snuggle your long pretty fur.
ReplyDeleteWe love that gold streak on her forehead. She is a beauty. Come see our Belle in a chest of drawers!
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It's nice to see more blogging Canadian cats - and such a lovely bunch you are, too!
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