It's almost as though cats believe that the camera will steal their furry little soul. I have such a hard time to get them to cooperate. It's blurry, but you can still see how cute Ginnie is.
We keep calling her a baby Hey-Spike. I think that he may be the Great-Great-Great (or something of that sort) Granddaddy of these little guys. Unfortunately, in his days as a "stray" (he wasn't actually a stray, just someones neglected kitty who chose to live in our back yard as opposed to home. We thought he was a stray, so we took him in. We learned the truth later.) he wasn't fixed and spread his seed throughout the unfixed (owned - shame on anyone who doesn't get their animal fixed, stray and feral) cat community.
We keep calling her a baby Hey-Spike. I think that he may be the Great-Great-Great (or something of that sort) Granddaddy of these little guys. Unfortunately, in his days as a "stray" (he wasn't actually a stray, just someones neglected kitty who chose to live in our back yard as opposed to home. We thought he was a stray, so we took him in. We learned the truth later.) he wasn't fixed and spread his seed throughout the unfixed (owned - shame on anyone who doesn't get their animal fixed, stray and feral) cat community.
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