Cat lovers are called “Ailurophiles”, derived from the Greek word ailouros, meaning “cat,” and ‘phile’, meaning “lover”.
I have three. Love the bones off them but they can be right nobbers!
My little princess Gracie, though technically a queen as she is 10 now, still acts like a kitten:
Here’s Charlie Chops, or The Chopster, as we like to call him.
DH stretched out to have a nap. Charlie decided he was the perfect slave bed. He eventually settled down and did the full Chopster sprawl and went to sleep. I walked in at one point to find both gently snoring.
I didn’t disturb them. Cats have to have several naps a day to give them the energy for a proper good sleep later on.
Charlie demonstrating his petrol head knowledge. He found the secret sunroof I didn’t know I had.
Terry Pratchett famously said that thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as Gods.
Cats have never forgotten it.
I’ll try and get some pics of Jess. She likes her sleep more than most. She’s about 16, we think. She was believed to be 5 or 6 when we got her 10 years ago. A very sweet and beautiful lady. Why the vet should have the label ‘aggressive’ on her file its anybody’s guess! Joking, of course.
We KNOW why.
She obviously had some early trauma and still has triggers. We know the signs and keep clear of the shooters! Aggressive is an understatement.
So, lovely Monday cat cuteness and love.
No More Mondays 