The ideal of calm exists in a sitting
cat. ~Jules Reyard~
Mr. Smokey...a Russian Blue
When my husband and I met, he also had two furry children.
This Smokey was less than 4 years old and had already provided him with some funny incidences.
The best one was Charles coming home from work to find Smokey missing...he turned up in the heater ducts under the main floor of the house. He had managed to wiggle his way in thru a heating vent.
He also tried flying...without any equipment.
I forget why he decided...something about a dog, but he went off the back deck and sailed DOWN! Cats really DO land on their feet.
We don't have many pictures of Smokey...Charles was sweet enough to realize that my cats were not going to ever get along with his cats. One of us had to give and he let me keep mine.
His reasoning was that I had had mine longer, much longer. Both of his were adopted by a family. But I am not going to ignore the fact that he had them.
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