29th July 2007
This morning I picked this cup to take a sip,
…and then they forget to get his breakfast 😦
Of course I knew just what to do 🙂
The cup’s back in the tray. And the cat?
Tejaswee had picked him from near a garbage bin (near her school bus stop) in August 2003. I insisted we leave him with the SPCA, Lower Parel, but she convinced her dad that he should be with us and they brought him back the same afternoon. She saved his life more than once.
Same old story.
Sher Khan wants to sleep where he sleeps every morning.
All he can do is wait and hope.
He waits patiently.
Waits very patiently and non violently, at various heights and locations.
Decides to compromise…
Decides that sharing is an option. (Cats are like that)
Sher Khan’s presence here makes Gabbar uncomfortable.
It makes somebody else uncomfortable too.
That’s why I say cats are misunderstood.
In Mumbai it seems life is easier… (same story last winter)
From the foyer of a residential building…
I have been wondering if I should get him an appointment?
Who do you think has more style, this guy in the picture above or this guy 😉
Thursday Challenge theme – “STYLE” (Hair, Makeup, Perfume bottles, Mirrors, Formal Wear, Dresses,…)
Tejaswee back from school on 19th Nov 2007…
First a hug for Sher Khan Puppy,
I won’t be able to moderate, read or respond to comments till Monday evening now.
We had convinced her to let us leave him in SPCA, Lower Parel, but the cat was brought back home that same evening. She saved his life more than once (and many other animals’ too).
His name is Puppy (because he thinks he is our Mutt’s baby, he has never purred and always rushes to see who is at the door when the bell rings.) He is also called Sher Khan.
He finds birds fascinating…
He may not know he is a cat, but the birds do.
He is chattered out of the balcony when these birds spot him.
Strangely he is more fascinated with bird shadows than with the real birds. Here is staring at the wall because he saw some movement of a bird shadow…
Well not so wordless…
We love them because they are like babies.
Helpless. Trusting. Each with their own personality and imperfections… and ways of communicating that only we can understand.
And when they sleep like this and shut their eyes tighter when they sense us near them…
Why do you think humans love cats and dogs?