This is Slash:
And this is Oreo:
And this is the little photographer that took my camera for a stroll and got these pictures. He loves cats:
These pictures were taken back in late fall. Since that time a young male cat started coming around. Unlike Slash and Oreo, he doesn't seem to have a home nearby. On cold nights the other two would run home, but the new guy was hunkering down in Marlee's cozy hut on the deck.Last week when it was threatening to get bitterly cold I decided that I had to have mercy on the sweet kitty, and went out and got a litter box and brought him in. We set him up in Marlee's crate that she hates to use. He was a perfect gentleman, and now is a part time resident in our home, and Marlee's new buddy.
Some people say that pets pick their owners. I have to wonder now if that is true.
Earlier this morning I heard some of my little boys singing a little song they made up about their new cat and how much they love him.
My children (all of us, really) have really grown so much from having Marlee in our family, and it is interesting to see how this is expanding.
What do you think? Do our pets pick us? I'd love to hear your stories.
