At any rate, I was expecting Ziva to pull hard and lunge at the little clawed menace*, but she simply perched for a good view, did not tense her muscles, remained silent, and did not make any attempt to get closer. That's what allowed me to grab this photo with my phone. Composing carefully and shooting an image with one hand is tricky enough without being jerked around. I had my arm through the leash loop, but there was no ruckus. After a few seconds of staring, we turned around and continued on our way.
*Really, I love cats, and simply wish that all owners would take good care of them, just as I wish that were the case for dogs. By the way, one of my favorite cat names of all that I've heard was Clawed de Pussy, as in Claude Debussy, and please don't fuss over the nicety of proper French pronunciation of Debussy. I'm aware!
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What can I fuss about then? Just kidding, I share your views. I'm impressed with Ziva...you have trained her well to be mature and to live with love and respect. Gorgeous photo and I enjoyed your narrative greatly, thank you for sharing all of this.
ReplyDeleteI don't mind fussy viewers, if they're kidding, and actually you can be serious too if you take issue with something that you read or see here. Thanks for your appreciation, though. I always appreciate that.
DeleteIs that Charlie the neighbor cat?
ReplyDeleteNot Charlie, nor her buddy "Buddy". This is Tigger (yes, another Tigger), who lives a few houses away from where he was roaming.
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