I love how Boots wants to sit so close to me. Usually, the first hour or so, he wants to be on my lap with his head right under my chin. It’s only after a few hours that he’ll settle down beside me and let me stitch. Old Speck was always in my chair right next to me. I miss that dog so much and it’s been almost four years he’s been gone. I know I’ll never have another dog like Speck but Boots loves me and makes a good stitching buddy. Rita does not like to be close and would never sit in the chair with either of us.
I’m not sure if the paw on my leg means I’m not getting away without him knowing it or there’s simply no other place to put it.
Every time I move, I get this look like .. you’re disturbing me and it can stop NOW.
I love how his white hair is so much longer than the black hair. He’s such a pretty cat.
There’s not a day that I don’t think about Cat and wonder how she’s doing with the new owners. Vince said the lady was a real animal lover and she was excited to have her so I’m hoping they’re all getting along ok. I’m glad I don’t know them because I’d be tempted to ask how she’s doing and, not knowing, I can just imagine that everything is great. I’ll always wonder if Cat and Boots were related but Cat had been spayed and Boots arrived as a kitten and, of course, had not been neutered. In the sun, Boots has a lot of red in his fur but they certainly have different personalities. Besides being a feral cat, Cat is a tortoise shell and from what I’ve read and heard, they all have attitudes but . . what cat doesn’t?
Boots did bite me once yesterday. I grabbed the spray bottle and misted him and he went into full blown 100% crazy cat for a few minutes. He ran the length of the sewing room about three times, jumping on EVERYTHING and running circles around furniture. I stood there thinking . . you’ve had too much catnip! (He really had NO catnip.) But once he calmed down, he was sweet again. Crazy!