A number of years ago, when we had just moved to Idaho, we had a female cat named Punkin, who was feral to begin with and decided to move in with us when we were living in California. After we moved to Idaho, around Christmas time, we had made some Grasshopper cocktails. Something or other happened that distracted us for a few minutes, and when we came back into the family room, there was Punkin, drinking a Grasshopper. So every year after that, we had to give her a drink. She only liked Grasshoppers, though. Wouldn't drink anything else.
Drunken cats must be fun to watch....
Posted by LaurenIntroducing my new hobby: actually it started about a year ago when a feral ginger would hang out in my courtyard shrubbery.
Posted by LaurenIntroducing my new hobby: actually it started about a year ago when a feral ginger would hang out in my courtyard shrubbery.
Posted by ThomasLeviWhen I became a father I learned what it's like to love someone more than life itself.
Posted by ThomasLeviWhen I became a father I learned what it's like to love someone more than life itself.
Posted by LaurenIt's my first grand's fifth Gotcha Day and this is her in the arms of my daughter as they drove home.
Posted by LaurenIt would be warmer for us both if he'd get on my lap, but it has to be his idea - though he still likes to stay close.
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Posted by RobertNappi2Hey! I'm not done yet...