Footsie

While I was searching for an image to display here on this blog, I began by looking for a recent picture of Bella. I knew I had some from the beach but I really didn't want to post the one I have here from my work computer. Then I ran into this picture of my cat, Footsie. He was our first baby. We rescued him from the pound and babied him as if he were human. He got our undivided attention and all the treats he could eat. We rarely play with him now because his kittenhood is over. Plus, Bella is our baby now and Footsie is a little scared of the way she plays. He is much happier meandering the neighborhood looking for friends or a shady spot. Here he is under my "petticoat" that I wore under my wedding dress just over two years ago. He was always so good at posing or doing silly things and getting caught on camera. His personality is so lively and I really miss the times I spent playing with and nurturing him. He sleeps at my feet, trips me when I walk toward his food bowl and scratches me gently to let me know when he needs attention. I love you Footsie.