|Natasha goes to the cat telly and looks at things to hunt *click to enlarge, as well as the other photos*|
So anyway Natasha, our 14 year old female cat, matriarch of the house, was at the back door just before. As cats think they own us I'm sure she considers that all us boys in the house are something like her harem. Zac (our other boy cat 2 years old now) for example she adopted as her boy and taught him much. David and I too I'm sure she considers us both to be part of her male harem. We would never get a female cat as they'd just never get on; Natasha wouldn't accept her.
She's done a wonderful job with Zac/"grasshopper", teaching him the ways of cat battle and cat affection as a mother. Zac loves licking and cleaning her, and she repays the favour back to him. Zac came to us as a kitten after his mother died, and Natasha mothered him like the mother he lost. They both love each other deeply now. At 14 she's a very wise old cat.
|I went to a different angle and caught her contentedness looking at everything|
|She turns and looks at me taking her picture, the love in her eyes and intensity astonishing|