tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816200765016484211.post4668236178339382506..comments2023-07-22T01:24:31.052-07:00Comments on Loving Heart Mommy - Loving the Holiday Season: Stocking Stuffer/Giveaway: For the Cat LoverAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09138310231864779525noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816200765016484211.post-12750869054756273262008-12-02T10:55:00.000-08:002008-12-02T10:55:00.000-08:00My cat Drako used to chase my boyfriend now husban...My cat Drako used to chase my boyfriend now husband around our apartment when we first got him... he would chase him at night all the way until he got into bed... so cute!Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18029816175480837808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816200765016484211.post-78835352846176675292008-12-02T08:38:00.000-08:002008-12-02T08:38:00.000-08:00We used to have 2 cats - Claude and Simba! Claude...We used to have 2 cats - Claude and Simba! Claude came to me one day at the post office - cold and skinny - I just knew I had to bring him home! He was such a great cat - and so good with the kids. Now Simba - whew - fiesty!<BR/>Lori<BR/>therenos@wamail.netAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3816200765016484211.post-965060751189398922008-11-28T19:09:00.000-08:002008-11-28T19:09:00.000-08:00My long-haired cat, Shady (named because half her ...My long-haired cat, Shady (named because half her face was black and the other half was tan) loved to go outside and sit on the 2nd floor porch. Frequently she'd climb onto the roof to try to catch birds that would roost under the eaves. I kept trying to keep her inside because I worry about the birds. <BR/>Consequently it became a battle between Shady and I. If I'd open the back porch door, she'd come running, thinking she was going to sneak out.<BR/><BR/>My husband was replacing the porch railings and I opened the door to the 2nd floor porch to see if he had left his hammer outside on the porch. All the railings had been removed that morning and he had left to go to the lumber store for wood. As I opened the door, Shady came darting between my legs and ran out the door onto the porch. I yelled and she ran faster...straight off the 2nd floor porch!<BR/><BR/>I screamed and was afraid to look over the side of the porch. There was Shady, on all fours, on the grass in the backyard. I ran downstairs and outside, fearing she was really hurt. She was fine, nothing broken, nothing hurt except her pride. <BR/><BR/>I can still see the mental image of that cat, running for all she was worth, straight off the porch. It was like the Roadrunner and Coyote cartoons where the Coyote runs straight off the cliff without breaking stride.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11507991622683837412noreply@blogger.com