So let’s make this a Saturday tradition can we? I break up the tone of talking about abuse and body shaming with stories about my best cat fur baby. He is a special cat after all.
He was the last of a litter of 5. He was born approximately 3 to 4 hours after his sister and brothers. He was also the only orange one which was strange as the others were dark furred. I always wanted to have an orange cat so I was immediately drawn to him. Also, fun fact, he was born on my birthday! He will be two years old in July. Nice and easy to remember!
So we share a birthday, he is a beautiful orange color, and he is unlike any cat I have ever had. I call him the dog cat. He has greeted me at the door, come when I called his name, loves to jump up on my lap and do the dance thing with his paws while he loudly purrs, and he also loves to have his belly rubbed. He will assume the position when he sees you.
Photo proof? I have plenty 🙂
He’s too cute!
Do you have pets? What cute things do they do?
Happy Caturday 🙂