I've mentioned this once or twice before...
but I absolutely adore my sweet cat, Stella...
who waits by the door for me to come home from work.
who nudges me gently when she wants to snuggle.
who nibbles on my arm if I'm not petting her enough.
who sleeps by my head and snuggles against my shoulder while I sleep.
who does not observe any kind of respect for my personal bubble.
and who looks absolutely adorable when she is getting the blissful belly rub.
Showing posts with label Stella. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stella. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Day 286...
I love kitty hugs in the morning...little paws reaching up to tap my hand and wrap gently around my arm. kitty chin in the air for the good scratching. kitty belly exposed for a tummy rub.
Stella is a funny cat.
She was very aloof for the first couple of months after we took her in. Then, one day, she looked at me, jumped in my lap, got comfy and fell asleep whilst purring. It's like she suddenly realised, "hey! human! I totally love you! na'nite."
She has since relaxed into a talkative snuggle fiend; a belly rub loving fanatic; a sassy, sweet, sleep-on my shoulder kinda gal.
She's a soulmate.
Stella is a funny cat.
She was very aloof for the first couple of months after we took her in. Then, one day, she looked at me, jumped in my lap, got comfy and fell asleep whilst purring. It's like she suddenly realised, "hey! human! I totally love you! na'nite."
She has since relaxed into a talkative snuggle fiend; a belly rub loving fanatic; a sassy, sweet, sleep-on my shoulder kinda gal.
She's a soulmate.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Day 267...
I love my super snuggle-puff Stella.
She's been ridiculously cuddly lately...it's terribly endearing and makes me fall in love with her sweet kitty face a bit more each time she hunkers down for a major snuggle-fest.
She's been ridiculously cuddly lately...it's terribly endearing and makes me fall in love with her sweet kitty face a bit more each time she hunkers down for a major snuggle-fest.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Day five - I love...Stella
My sweet, camera-shy Calico.
I had planned to post a picture of her sweet face to go along with this post, but when I got my camera in hand and turned toward Stella...she ran away...and HID under a chair!
I did not love this cat at first.
I mean, she's ridiculously sweet, and super soft and darling, but she's not my cat. She and her mama are borrowed cats. Foster cats.
I took them in for a friend of a friend who needed a place to take her cats so she wouldn't have to take them to the pound. They are older cats and she was worried they would be put down. Well...it's not like I could let that happen.
This was back in August. Life happens, and she wasn't able to take her cats back, so I started looking for a new home for the two girls. and they started acting really weird, like they knew!
Things changed and we decided to keep them, but they needed new names - they had very ill-fitting names. Just...not good. And I know there's a big ol' superstition about re-naming cats, but I don't subscribe to superstition. So new names came.
Stella. and Gypsy (short for Gypsy Rose Lee)
Sometime in the past month or so, Stella has become MY cat. She is incredibly verbal and will start "talking" to me the minute I get home. She kneads me and gets in my face and climbs as high up on my chest as she can, but she hates to cuddle if she's not the one to initiate it...it's very endearing, and I can't help but love her.
p.s. she let me take a picture...but she wasn't very happy about it.
I had planned to post a picture of her sweet face to go along with this post, but when I got my camera in hand and turned toward Stella...she ran away...and HID under a chair!
I did not love this cat at first.
I mean, she's ridiculously sweet, and super soft and darling, but she's not my cat. She and her mama are borrowed cats. Foster cats.
I took them in for a friend of a friend who needed a place to take her cats so she wouldn't have to take them to the pound. They are older cats and she was worried they would be put down. Well...it's not like I could let that happen.
This was back in August. Life happens, and she wasn't able to take her cats back, so I started looking for a new home for the two girls. and they started acting really weird, like they knew!
Things changed and we decided to keep them, but they needed new names - they had very ill-fitting names. Just...not good. And I know there's a big ol' superstition about re-naming cats, but I don't subscribe to superstition. So new names came.
Stella. and Gypsy (short for Gypsy Rose Lee)
Sometime in the past month or so, Stella has become MY cat. She is incredibly verbal and will start "talking" to me the minute I get home. She kneads me and gets in my face and climbs as high up on my chest as she can, but she hates to cuddle if she's not the one to initiate it...it's very endearing, and I can't help but love her.
p.s. she let me take a picture...but she wasn't very happy about it.
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