Here you have a typical moment between my two family members, Ryan and Misha (aka Meech, Mama Girl, Nancy Nanny). Have I mentioned before that these two are the best of friends? They have created an inner circle that I am not allowed in, under any circumstances. Meech stands guard.While I have permission to gingerly pet Misha (all the while alert for any signs that she might hiss or scratch me), Ryan is able to wrestle with her like she's a pup, hang her upside down by her tail (practically), and - heaven forbid - scratch the inside of her ear (she loves it, but I wouldn't dare). All he has to do is walk into the room and she starts purring, and when she's not curled up on his lap with her face wedged into his armpit (another thing she loves), she is sitting by his feet gazing up at him. Really.
Anyway, here they are in all there inner-circle glory. It must be nice. Sigh.
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Ryan probably doesn't remember, but the Higgins clan on Oxford Place grew up with cats. We had some unique felines; Mrs. Frisbee, Willie Mays, and Hans.
At one time I probably could've been a "Cat Whisperer" as well.
Since then I've gone to the dogs.
Hey Tom. Ryan here. Mom talked about the cats when I was younger. However, she never mentioned Hans.
Oh those pictures are just so cute! You can tell that they just love each other! :)
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