Recently, Donna over at Funky Junk lost her dear Teddy who looked like a cross between our Dakotah and Tawnee... a beautiful fluffy black cat who featured prominently on Donna's blog; often posed in amongst her awesome junk decor. In honour of Teddy, Donna asked us to join her Pet-themed party this weekend by taking some photos of our furry companions. What a wonderful idea.
|Sheba, the oldest at 10|
|8 year old Dakotah - our lucky black cat|
|Tawnee, the youngest - 5 years old|
Even though she's not the oldest or even the biggest, Dakotah rules the roost in our home.
She sleeps each night curled up with me in our waterbed, so she also believes she's in charge and gets to decide when the other two are "allowed" to come in when I am crafting in my Studio. She is often right smack in the middle of whatever I am working on while the other two are napping elsewhere.
When allowed by Dakotah, Tawnee's spot in the Studio is laying on the shelf under the window so she can watch the wildlife in the backyard - unless, in true Ragdoll fashion, she tumbles off, unhurt, except for her pride of course. When that happens, she seeks the safety of the floor. But she doesn't complain; heck, even if she did, I'd hardly hear her... she has the softest "squeak!" of a meow... most times you only know she is talking to you by the way her mouth opens; barely a sound comes out.
Every now and then, Sheba will wander into the Studio - when she does, she's a master at waiting patiently for treats - using her big green eyes to perfection; which always seems to work on me. After all, she is the matriarch and when the mood suits her, she will corral the other two into getting a good tongue bath (much to their chagrin).
Yep. I love my sweet Companions - life wouldn't be the same without them.
Come join the Pet Parade over at Donna's Funky Junk Interiors in memory of her dear Teddy and all our furry family members past and present: