It's interesting to watch the connection between the neighbours' cats. Gigi is the cute princess mentioned in the blog before this one. She's sweet but a control freak. You'd swear that with how much she talks (meows), she were Jewish. I'm allowed to use that joke… I'm Jewish.
Upon coming back from brunch with Nanny today, I saw the black kitten. I'm not sure if it's the same one as there are two black kittens from next door. I tried being nice and saying "come here" and jingling my keys… but it just looked at me as if I were speaking a foreign language… which I was.
So I took a picture on my crappy phone camera:
This is what the other cat looks like too. They're both black, small and very cute.
When I went out to get Dad & myself some dinner tonight of chicken and salad from Taste, I came back to find Gigi meowing at me with the black kitten following and watching from afar or at least from the "afar" that was the brick wall separating the block I live in with the block where all the cats seem to live.
Maybe the cats are slowly forming a connection. Perhaps they read my blog and now yearn for peace… and unity… and all that crap…
I'll leave you with that thought (for the moment anyway) and a picture of Gigi when it looks like she's having an orgasm… or whatever it is cats do when they're in purrrrrring ecstasy.
Purr baby. Purrrrrr.