Hi, furry folks!
Even though I'm a parish cat and an honorary priest doesn't mean I know a whole lot of Latin. I do know what ultimatum means and I will address it here.
Bridget claims she has not been on my blog for a whole month and will expose some unsavory aspects of my past if I don't do a post on her. Of course, I'd like to do a job on her, but that's out of the question. I don't like threats. Especially tortie threats.
Anyhow, given no choice, I'm going to post some photos of her just to keep peace in the valley and around here, too.
Here she was hoping to get the message across that she would make as good a priest as I. Since we're Episcopal, there's a good chance, as long as she stays out of
trouble my face.
And, finally, here is her most convincing pose that she can be sweet and cute when she wants to be (fluffy, too). So, I guess we'll bury the hatchet in one of our many litter boxes and give our friendship a
kick in the teeth fresh start.
Having too much fun for a Monday!