|Here you can see his eyes!|
Since I broke my own rule to introduce all of my readers to Sugar, my former feline companion who passed on about six weeks ago, I feel that I should show you her successor: Gorgonzola! (Zola for short.)
|Awake, but distracted by the camera flash.|
Since we brought him home, he has decided that he likes Eric too, and has purred at both of us, in between bouts of wandering around, exploring his new home.
Here are the obligatory photographs of my new cat companion, before I return you to our regularly scheduled costuming issues. (Excuse the lack of vacuuming!)
EDIT: (2/4/2018) I was so wrong about Zola not being a jumper; he can move to the top of the 6 1/2 foot bookcase with ease from the dining room windowsill. But now, at age 5 or thereabouts, he doesn't feel obliged to do that often. He does greet us daily with purring, prefers to hang out with one or both of us, and carries himself with a high, curved, proud tail like the well-loved cat he now understands he is.