Her Royal Majesty Queen Isabella Greypelt (the vet calls her Izzy) is just the friendliest cat. She loves people almost as much as she loves attention. If you want a grey cat in your lap come hang out on my couch, it’ll happen. If two people are on my couch she’ll sit in between so both can pet her. She’s as social as she is monochromatic, space heater notwithstanding.
She’ll also tear the earth in half and expose the molten core if I miss her dinner time, so everybody feel thankful this holiday season that I stocked up on Fancy Feast.
I adopted a main coon called Charlie. The owner had two cats, but they didn’t get along.
He is a shadow. He will follow you around and always be near. He mrrps every time he sees you come near, even if you aren’t paying attention to him. If you make eye contact, he’ slow blinks.
He doesn’t sctratch or bite, only when playing with a sacrificed oven mitt. He is overweight, but loves to lay down on your legs.
He loves chin rubs and will lay his head into your palm for maximum contact.
He does however live for food also. And will always try to get some more by pleading. If you’ve never heard a main coon squeel, it sounds as though he is the saddest begger who hasn’t eaten in days.
Her Royal Majesty Queen Isabella Greypelt (the vet calls her Izzy) is just the friendliest cat. She loves people almost as much as she loves attention. If you want a grey cat in your lap come hang out on my couch, it’ll happen. If two people are on my couch she’ll sit in between so both can pet her. She’s as social as she is monochromatic, space heater notwithstanding.
She’ll also tear the earth in half and expose the molten core if I miss her dinner time, so everybody feel thankful this holiday season that I stocked up on Fancy Feast.
Sounds like Royalty alright!
I adopted a main coon called Charlie. The owner had two cats, but they didn’t get along.
He is a shadow. He will follow you around and always be near. He mrrps every time he sees you come near, even if you aren’t paying attention to him. If you make eye contact, he’ slow blinks.
He doesn’t sctratch or bite, only when playing with a sacrificed oven mitt. He is overweight, but loves to lay down on your legs.
He loves chin rubs and will lay his head into your palm for maximum contact.
He does however live for food also. And will always try to get some more by pleading. If you’ve never heard a main coon squeel, it sounds as though he is the saddest begger who hasn’t eaten in days.