Taken in 2006, I was sitting and reading when I felt something nudge my foot a couple of times. I looked down and there was Wooly, totally wrapped up in his play. I told him to put the yarn down and get out of the mess he’d gotten himself into. I’ll give him this, he tried, but I finally had to pick him up and unwrap him.
Yellow’ his second fav color. What he likes best is his da-glo orange ball of yarn.
TABBY Wooly is a ‘watermelon’ tabby; silver on silver. It can only be seen, though, in bright light. The M on his forehead is also hard to see, but it’s there!
RESCUED The neighbors had a yard-sale, and what I took for a small grey plastic bank with fuzz on it gave me a pleasant surprise when I reached down to pick the bank up and turn it over to see what it cost. He was toasting himself on a bookcase with other ‘trinkets’, quietly dozing in the meat-loaf position. His littermates are all long-dead of malnutrition and neglect, but Wooly’s used to living in relative splendor. He has 4 house-mates who were all rescues but one, and he bosses them around even though the other male is more than twice his size. -=Dayonda