CoCo got da recyclin' blues
Introducing one of the loves of and in our lives - CoCo our "faded Calico". Isn't she a sweetie? But then I am biased of course. She is a true lap cat, though not in this picture. Apparently, she wants to be recycled.
CoCo is roughly 8 years old, I say 'roughly' because she was about a year and a half, when we got her in 1999 (I think). In any case, she was one of three siblings - Pepsi, Coke, and Sprite. She was Coke. When she was at the Pet store, she was with one remaining sibling, Pepsi. Sprite had already been adopted. We always understood that these little pookers had been the receivers of verbal abuse (the owner would literally scream into their little faces. So, because of that, they all had behaviours resulting from that verbal vomiting. At the Pet Store, Pepsi remained at the back of her cage, huddled in a blanket, looking totally frightened. Coke, on the other hand, came over to the cage door, and wanted to be petted so badly, and would rub along the cage door and purrrrrr so loudly. We fell in love, and brought her home. Hence was the introduction of CoCo into our home.
Our home, every inch and crevice of it, belongs to our kitties (we have 2, and BJ has been in some earlier posts, and is due for updated recognition). CoCo is notorious for finding many and varied spots for resting in.....
CoCo in her basket
CoCo on top of the world
CoCo with fleece
CoCo got such a rough life....yawn....and hey! Throw some more recycling paper over me will you? It's bright in here!