On top of everything else that January brings, leave it to the resident feline to play the trump card. This from the yowling, ankle shredding, poop leavin, chair scratchin' BANE of my existence. Last sunday morning we notice that Her Highness does... more
I remember seeing your lion - not sure what the occasion for the visit was - but something interesting. :)
Pretty Girl is not mine - she belongs to my friend who owns the coffeehouse named for her, but I adore her. She is huge. I am a large woman, and holding her, while sitting down, she can nudge my ear while her tail is dragging on the ground.
