That's what I got this week.
Zilch. Nothing. Nada.
Neither a story nor an opinion...
But since so many people enjoyed learning about my cat, Lotto, in last week's post (scroll down to "Welcome Home" if you missed it), I thought I'd share some pix.
Looking regal on the bedroom bench. This was taken probably within a month or two of his arrival at my door in April, 2009.
Taken around the same time. He thinks it's funny that I gave him his own phonebook.
Probably a year later. Note, though, his weight has remained within 8 ounces of 11 pounds the whole time. I'm not kidding. It's all about the fur.
It seems wrong to post photos of Lotto and not also include the more senior cat here at Chez Katie.
What follows is a pic I took not too long ago.
As you'll see, Lotto adores Vesta (just as I do). And what is really cool is that -- despite her having no teeth (now 15, she had severe gum issues at an early age) -- Vesta harks back to Hemingway heritage, which means she has extra toes. And therefore extra claws! And so, she generally wins their mock battles, which are so much fun to watch.
Thanks for stopping by!