Tuesday, June 15, 2021
Welcome to another Tuesdays with Dori. I'm yoor host, Dori. *wavy paws* I know it's not Thankful Thursday, but I'm thankful anyway to have been rescued from an uncertain life at the age of 3 months. I don't remember much about living in the woods with my meowmy Annie, my daddy Nikolas, my brofurs Kopea and Keepurr, and my twin sisfur Patsy, but when Annie led us all to that house with the light in the window and the noms on the porch, we didn't know it then, but our lives were about to take a major change for the better. We all got rescued, and adopted, and for me purrsonally, I am very thankful that the hoomons who lived in that house liked me enough to want to keep me, along with my daddy, Nik.
Thursday, June 10, 2021
It all started when Rabbit was about a year old. I saw him chewing on an icy bottle of Ozarka. Since he's a pedigreed Turkish Van I was surprised he didn't ask for Evian or Fuji. I figured he was teething and the cold bottle soothed his gums. The licking and chewing went on over the next two years. I didn't think much about it.
Tuesday, June 08, 2021
Monday, June 07, 2021
You wouldn't think cats would be bothered by Mondays, but the truth is, we notice the primal habits of our hoomons change with the start of the week. Fur instance, Monday is trash day. The truck arrives at the Crack of Dawn, and unless Dadders rolls outta bed before that dawn cracks, we all get to enjoy our garbage for another three days. And let me reassure you, our household makes more garbage than ANY other house on our block.