This is what I wanted to say.
My cat Mau saved my life, I think.
I’ve blogged about some of our experiences together before, here and here. But the gist of it all is, there were days when the only reason I had to keep a job, take care of myself, and get out of bed, was to feed him. Because he knew when I wasn’t ok, and headbutted my shoulder until I got up, and grew up.
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That is the best picture of him ever!
I can’t take credit, I should have mentioned that Nick took it.
Oh VJ, a Mau picture is the very best way to start a Monday! It’s okay that you couldn’t participate this week, I know what a busy girl you are.
What a great entry too. That Mau makes me melt!
Yep. That’s my Mauster.
Can I add it anyway?
Of course, I’d be honored!
Done! He is so handsome!
Colsy’s Howl reminds me of my Mau.