Three of the Contessa's Nine Lives
Morning. She surveys her Kingdom.

Afternoon. Her Royal Nap.

Midnight. The Catristocracy is unpopular with the working class.

Afternoon. Her Royal Nap.
Midnight. The Catristocracy is unpopular with the working class.
Comments
Ah-Choo!
xo
Beautiful photos!
swampwitch: I'm not allergic and even her fuzzies make ME sneeze
chrisb: she is sweet - when her highness decides to be
WT: she didn't look so pretty at the animal shelter. I think she was bedraggled, skinny and in pain. Now she's quite uppity.
debs: yes, she's the midnight marauder and I was waitin' for her this time.
Susie: in reality they are very blue
Crhistine: when they look at you cross eyed they are trying to decide which one of you to scratch
wolfbaby: The Contessa tilted her nose. I think she was accepting the compliment
Tammy: I love dogs. I miss having one. The Contessa went woof once.
Masago: she's staying cool -- isn't even interested in going out in the heat. me neither.
Not so much a dog girl.
I have a dopey dog.
I miss my putty.