Pa-purr-azzi shots of stolen moments between Tiny holding court like her mother before her in The Little House and her gentleman caller, Earl Grey, who came by for a nip late morning.
We snapped these gauzy shots through the kitchen window, knowing full well that were we to step outside for close up and personal, the romantic tryst would quickly end.
Earl was sporting a fresh red-in-tooth-and-claw wound just below his right eye. Alpha-male status isn't free. Like Tiny driven by her complementary female territorial imperative, he must ever defend his turf against the intruder.
Update: Defending God's creation against the flood, Modulator's Friday Ark now boarding.
They are such a cute couple.
Posted by: Teresa | March 01, 2010 at 12:41 PM
So truly wonderful.
So special...
Posted by: brooklyn | March 01, 2010 at 01:58 PM
Precious! I am so happy they have each other....
Posted by: retriever | March 01, 2010 at 06:26 PM
Buddy is a bundle of bubbling joy and Rusty is not absolutely sure that he is where he wants to be although he seems quite pleased with the quality of the grub at my house. He used to have to fight for his food at the foster home - 10 cats, no waiting?! At my house, since he prefers the wet food, nobody to get raucous with since Buddy eats the crunchy stuff! Both are loving and lovely and absolutely essential to my well being already. But of course, the wondrous Sam is still greatly missed. His hilarity and largeness of butt and personality were both unique!
Posted by: Gayle Miller | March 03, 2010 at 03:44 PM