Sometimes I wish I were a cat. Take Emma, here, for instance. She lives on her own terms. Forget calling her name, she won’t answer. Don’t even try to pet her or go near her. But when she wants some attention, or needs an itch scratched, you better drop everything and get it, or she’ll meow.
She’s beautiful and graceful, quiet, yet powerful. Her eyes are crazy - that golden yellow color makes them seem like she’s looking right through and knowing everything there is to know about you. She’s not going to listen to you whatsoever, but she’ll make your life that much better for tolerating you.
Yes, cats live the good life.


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Yeah…who doesn’t like to have the life of a cat sometimes. It seems more like we are the pets and they’re the masters, doesn’t it? Sometimes…
Have a nice weekend…
I hope your problems with your family ease up.
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By Constance on 02.25.06 4:51 pm | Permalink
*giggles* All hail cats! Well… loved cats at any rate. Imagine the poor cat’s situation which is not loved and promptly thrown out, on demanding such attention….
So I guess spoiled and loved cats have it good. Tough maybe they’ll also pose for the camera and then provide you with useful stock photos
By Vera on 02.26.06 2:00 pm | Permalink
I love cats, my cat just meows at us all the time. It’s like his disagreeing with what were doing. They can open doors as well, haha. Their so smart, and their eyes are amazing!
By kayleigh on 02.26.06 3:44 pm | Permalink
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