Yesterday we had the season's first true taste of fall weather. The breeze blew crisply and big puffy gray clouds filled the sky. I needed long sleeves to be comfortable, and even contemplated making a big pot of chili, my cold weather comfort food.
I took time to rearrange some flower pots on the back porch while Bogey watched me from "his" window. Bogey's greatest desire is to get outside. My primary goal is to prevent this from happening. I snapped this photo during our latest little battle of wills.
Doesn't he look like a sad kitty? Let me tell you, he meowed up a storm of complaints through the screen that kept him from joining me.
Thwarting Bogey from going where he wants to go is never an easy task.
But Mom the Meanie won this round.
3 comments:
Oh, how can you resist that sad, little face? Isn't he a cutie?
He looks, in the words of the house elf, "much aggrieved". My kitties were always declawed which meant that outside was simply not an option for them. If only they'd stay in their own backyards, it would be okay,but they do have a curious, independent streak, don't they?
Reminds me of when my kitty was small! In the winter she seems to have that forlorn, "make the cold, white stuff go way, mom!" look. You kind of feel sorry for them..I said kind of! :>)
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