Yes, it is another Feline Friday. These photos are a little late, because I was a little short on cats, believe it or not.
In any case, taking the lead is Ms. Wally, who was firmly ensconced in Meda’s lap after we got back from our walk this morning.
Earlier this week, I treated Wally to a dose of Revolution, which is of those flea-killing chemical spots that you drip onto the back of the cat’s neck. She hates it. She can smell it as soon as I puncture the tip of the little plastic bottle and get ready to apply it. This time, despite my efforts at concealment, she tried to make an escape out to the deck and into the front year. I managed to get her in hand and get the stuff applied, but she was not a happy camper.
Several days later, though, she feels much better. So do I.
So just click on Wally’s picture for a few more of this week’s cats.
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My cats think I’m out to murder them when I bring out the Revolution. My fat cat can be so nimble when she wants to be…..
Interesting. While I wouldn’t say my cat ‘enjoys’ his monthly Revolution dose, he doesn’t go running away either.
i tried to comment on the previous entry but got the forbidden page… who’s the black cat in the last photo?
great entry on your dad. i loved his response to the price of your laptop – LOL. glad to hear he’s more relaxed and comfortable at the care home.
I also tried to comment and got forbidden.
Enjoy your stories about your dad. My Kuku Man, my family had to hide his papale and shoes so he would not get ideas about driving his car.
Of course, cats are cool too.