When a tomcat's not engaged in his employment
Or maturing his rodenticidal plans
His capacity for innocent enjoyment
Is great as any furry litttle man's.
(with apologies to Gilbert and Sullivan)
Mister Gato had a busy week, which involved catching a couple of mice (though one got away.)
When he isn't on Mouse Patrol, though, there's nothing the little guy loves more than a good cuddle, and he's not terribly picky about species.
Here's a configuration we see a lot in our house. Is this Gato guarding Chow Fun, or Chow Fun guarding Gato? Or both?
Or just the ultimate in cross-species yin-yang?
Be sure to check out The Modulator's Friday Ark for more bloggers' pets from around the world, and make a point of visiting Sunday's Carnival of the Cats, hosted at another sort-of-French-sounding blog, Blog D'Elisson.
(Also crossposted at The Politburo Diktat, where I will probably never be asked to guestblog again.)