Thursday, October 10, 2013

I'm Ready For My Close Up, Mr. DeMille

Mom never took care of long-haired cats before I came to live with her. Part of caring for me involves combing my fur. She had to do it yesterday because I had a mat develop at my shoulders.


I don't like being combed and having these things removed. It tugs. It pulls. It can hurt. Sometimes, mom has to hold me down if I refuse to be combed and the mat gets too big. This one wasn't and it came out with the first pass of the comb.

Still, I don't like it.

Mom's been letting us come out onto the deck when she gets home from work. It's been really nice outside. She crochets while we wander about. I like to sit on the deck railing.


Okay. I guess that combing does make me look good. I'm practicing "staring off into the backyard".

See you next week.

Pilchard

6 comments:

Sparkle the Designer Cat said...

You are looking quite handsome, Pilchard!

Sometimes, Cats Herd You said...

You look so well-groomed, Pilchard. Newton still won't let the head peep near him with a brush or comb, so we admire your can-do attitude.

Timmy Tomcat said...

You and our Rumpy should get together as bookends. White/Black Handsome Cats

meowmeowmans said...

Wow, Pilchard! You are one good looking kitty!

Little Reufus said...

Yeu are gorgeous wif yeur long black furs!

wif lubbs from Little Reufus

Timothy Hecht said...

Beautiful cat.