..the wide-mouthed cat.
I let the kitties out for a run in the back yard today. Not because I really wanted to, but because Ben let food fall onto the bottom of the oven and it filled the lounge with smoke, so I needed to clear the air.
I originally had the kitties closed out of the lounge, but their pitiful cries made me open the door so they could have some adventures in the back yard.
Damara didn’t want any pictures taken, so I played paparazzi to Leon.
He thought it was brilliant, and happily mewed to me while I followed him around. Mewing is not to be confused with meowing.
Mewing is the sound of a happy Leon! Meowing is the forlorn sound he makes when I bring him back inside.
He obsesses over this tuft of grass. I know I need to trim it back again! Leon’s quite happy to do it for me…
Hmm, yes. Wonderful taste, this grass. Strong notes of summer with a hint of rain.
This one makes me laugh so hard. Yeah. That’s my Leon. :)