I has been a while since I blogged about our new cat, Pocket. She has been with us for over three months now and has just turn one year old. That day at the shelter when I put her on my lap and she purred up a storm was also the last day she has spent time on my lap. So far, Pocket likes her independence and loves to sit on a blanket or quilt. Most of all she loves to watch the wildlife from the window. We're hoping that she will turn into a lap cat once winter comes. Right now, she is the equivalent of a teenager--at least her appetite is that of a teenager. Her favorite toy is a piece of paper rolled up into a ball. She loves to kick it around and even fetches it. Last night, we clipped her claws for the first time and she behaved very well. The clipping was necessary since she has started to claw our chairs, and the old wallpaper in our dining room. Perhaps that is her way of telling us to do some home improvements...
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Pocket is beautiful, Doris. Good luck with the lap cat thing. I know it has to be their idea. Skye will sit in my lap for hours, but not if I put her there and usually not when I pat my lap and invite her. No, only on her schedule will she honor me with gracing my lap.
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