Real Life has yet again conspired to keep me from posting but I'm here with a post to make up for it. Last weekend was Pantera's third birthday. Three years already!
To celebrate we had a barbeque in her honor. This was partly based on experience that, outside of tuna Pantera doesn't seem to like fish all that much. What she really likes is red meat and turkey. At the last BBQ that I did, Pantera stopped accepting chicken after she tried the turkey. Pimenta saw this, and imitated Pantera, proof that both of them can taste the difference between chicken and turkey (cooked over a fire, a inner piece without any real seasoning). With pork, Pantera only accepts filet mignon, and has never liked porkchops, bacon, or ham. The girl's got expensive tastes.
The main attraction was the beef: Pantera adores beef in the same way the cats supposedly love fish
Satisfied from eating pork filet, beef, and poultry Pantera was wound up like a child hopped up on a sugar rush. Pimenta was also wound up, but she kept more to the sidelines: she's still afraid of Pantera's playful moods (not without cause...). All in all, an enjoyable birthday celebration for Pantera
Lelia's 4th Birthday was on Tuesday! I had a helper to give her presents this year (some new attachments for her da bird and cat catcher because she's been a bit bored with what she had). I also let her have almost a whole Churu pop shared with Sparkle where I usually clip them, put them in the fridge and make them last several days.
These four trouble makers, CJ, Rascal, Shadow, and Tiger turned 13 today. They are the daughters of my one of my other cats, Coon, and a domestic short haired cat I had named Gremlin (not the same Gremlin I have now ). They were not planned, at least not by us humans, but I love them anyway . I had Coon locked in the bedroom while he was waiting on his neuter appointment, he unlocked and opened the door to get to Gremlin... I guse