Spunkriature

Spunk’s and my recent bedtime ritual is doing Spunkriature. Spunk bats at the camera, scratches, growls, and hisses, and then poses nicely for, for instance (il paparazzo has to be quick on the shutter), before he starts grooming himself, between resuming his attacks on il paparazzo for pestering him. Spunkriature is quite exciting and bloody dangerous.

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      • Spunk is a cutie! He Sounds like Daisy. My other cat Buddy loved cheese and wasn’t picky. Daisy could care less about cheese and wet food but give her squeeze treats and she’s happy!😊

  1. Still, you are getting some wonderful beauty shots of Spunkie-Poo 💋!

    Worth your bloodied up hand, I say! Then again, I am president of the Spunkie-Poo 💋 fan club. xx

    • His sweet moments are a bit like catching lightning strikes. Good thing I have a lot of practice catching lightning strikes. Thanks, Resa.

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