I don't know how I can live with this cat anymore.
― bamcquern, Monday, 23 November 2009 00:32 (ten years ago) link
― bamcquern, Monday, 23 November 2009 00:35 (ten years ago) link
It's the white one with the brown face on the right. A bastard of a cat.
― bamcquern, Monday, 23 November 2009 00:36 (ten years ago) link
he's only a bastard because the black one in back on the milk crate always eats his food
― sarahel, Monday, 23 November 2009 00:52 (ten years ago) link
i think you should reconsider your feelings about that cat.
― sarahel, Monday, 23 November 2009 00:54 (ten years ago) link
my parents have adopted about five feral cats. they decided that they were really bad at coming up with names for cats so they told me to name them.
The gray cat on the left, is apparently the friendliest one and the only one brave enough to go inside the house. Carrying on the ilx tradition of naming pets after LJ - that cat is now named Louis. The black cat on the left is Esmee. Not pictured: another black cat with white under its chin, named after Ian's cat Ivan, and the mother of Esmee and Ivan who is also black with white under her chin, Ivana.
― sarahel, Friday, 27 November 2009 08:29 (ten years ago) link
the fifth cat is larger than the others and all black, and lurks behind the fence, under the deck, in the grass, and behind the trees, and only comes out at night - behavior reminiscent of the depictions of the Viet Cong in all the Vietnam war movies I watched with my dad when I was a teenager - so he is named Charlie.
― sarahel, Friday, 27 November 2009 08:32 (ten years ago) link