Saturday, January 14, 2012

owl boots


Brandon's parents have some cats, and Portia loves them. One of her favorite activities is going outside and playing with them. Most of the cats run and hide when they see her coming, but not Owl Boots.
He's a little terrifying. He is an adopted stray, with a bit of a scrappy past. You can tell by looking at him that he's been in more than his fair share of fights. He has patches of fur missing, half of one ear is gone, and his eyes don't quite point the way they should. But Portia loves him. And Owl Boots loves her back. He lets her scream at him, pull his tail, and squeeze him till he can't breathe without any complains. We think he is just so happy that someone is paying attention to him, he doesn't care what she does. He follows her around like a pre-teen girl would to Justin Bieber, his one good eye full of love.



This is from the same day.
You're welcome.


Last night, Daddy came home with a present for Portia: a stuffed cat.
She named him Owl Boots.

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