Mini Cooper is anything but quiet. So catching her in this moment, while contemplating her next great troublemaking endeavor, was a gift. She is the sweetest girl. She thinks she is a dog and just wants to be in the center of everything. Diluted Tortes are a special bunch.
The best seat in our house, if you are a cat, is the herb window in the kitchen. You are up in the trees so you get to watch the birds and the squirrels, as well as activity on the street. But do they really see all this stuff?
“The back of a cat’s eye is lined with a reflective layer which helps bounce the incoming light back to photosensitive cells, stimulating them more than once. Thus they get more from the same amount of light. Unfortunately, this overstimulation also blurs the image: think of it as printing a page on the same piece of paper over and over again.” (How far can your cat see?)
This gives them greater night vision to hunt, but poor distance and day vision. Don’t worry though, Noel knows where I am at all times, but maybe that is because I smell like food.
Noel, the Christmas cat, is deep into the presents under the tree.
Nine is debating whether to attack her or get one of the stockings.
Petmas, or Catmas, or Dogmas, whatever you want to call it, the animals at DogDaz Zoo are covered when Santapaws comes down the chimney. Mom hangs the pet stockings over the stairwell and out of paws way so that they do not get eaten or destroyed.
Mini Cooper wants to ride the Polar Express or knock it over, I am not sure which.