Hi 2k -- since my avatar is a cat, thank you for the compliment.
Please meet Mr. Emile. He's spoiled rotten and absolutely irresistable -- well, to me anyway. He follows me around all day but isn't much of a lap cat. His highness lets me know when he wants to be petted and becomes demanding if I don't. On Mother's Day he managed to bring me another present -- a baby rabbit. He can't get outside but likes to sit on our enclosed front porch where there is a small gap at the bottom of the storm door. How the heck he talked that rabbit into coming in that small space is a mystery to me....We lost the dang rabbit until Monday morning. The poor thing was just so terrified it let me pick it up with a towel and wrap him up inside. I put the towel down outside and opened up the towel a little and the poor thing just burrowed down into it again. He finally came out and seemed to be OK as he was busily eating grass when I came back inside...What's a mom to do? :lol: :lol: