My ole' Baxter Bean. I caught him lounging on the front porch last night and thought he was up for a photo shoot. So here we go.

He's such a big ole' kitty cat. He is a love bug when he wants to be and keeper of the Miss Emma Sue.

Oh how life would be as a cat to lie around and listen to the birds chirp all day.

His paws were so little and pink when he was born.. He is my baby.

That's it for today's life as a cat.. tomorrow will be exactly the same. Oh how I wish...
2 comments:
Cute pictures Cathy. How old is Baxter now?
Cathy - I see you have changed your background. I have to admit, I am a fan of the clean, simple blog formats. Looks good. You focus more on the subject matter I think.
I have one old, unsocial cat. Yours looks sweet!
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