Our cat, Patchy Patch, is so awesome. Most cats are. And she loves to jump. This is her:
My daughter put her video up on You Tube. She is the most adored member of our family and can get away with murder, but she is such a sweetie. She doesn’t have any Diva demands like many cats, she does not come and sit on my head at 6 a.m demanding to be fed but waits patiently for everyone to get up and then she wants to be petted first. Her stomach is her second concern not her first. The only problem she does have is falling into the toilet whenever someone forgets to put the lid down. Which is often.
No, this is not Patchy, I would not embarrass her by posting a picture of her at her worst. This is someone else’s cat I found on Google Images. How could anyone do that to their cat?
She is the subject of many photographs shot by my five-5-year-old, Twin 1, who knows more about my cell phone than I do.
I don’t know how Patchy manages to keep her patience with a persistent five-year old who continuously sticks a camera up her nose.
Twin 1 takes pictures of everything. She says she is going to be a cake decorator when she grows up. I seriously doubt it.
(Cat in the toilet is courtesy of Google Images the rest are courtesy of Twin 1)