tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818899213276405259.post5490732762582491777..comments2024-03-28T12:44:27.265-06:00Comments on Wahnfried der Feststehend: Close CallMFHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14495926455768090923noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818899213276405259.post-81331606201132374252016-12-08T22:49:54.842-07:002016-12-08T22:49:54.842-07:00She won't eat much of anything BUT tuna. "...She won't eat much of anything BUT tuna. "Cuddles, schmuddles," she says. "Where're the cat toys?!" I've thrown out HUNDREDS of dollars worth of food trying to determine what she likes. The other day, at Caballo Lake, where we camped enroute to Albuquerque, after I got packed and was ready to leave, she let me scour the mesa top for 45 minutes calling her only to discover her near the car looking at me as if to say, "What took you so long?" CATS!! Can't live with 'em...we'd maybe both be dead if it weren't for her.MFHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14495926455768090923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818899213276405259.post-66626063348694128292016-12-08T14:19:00.160-07:002016-12-08T14:19:00.160-07:00Sing ho! for Smith!Sing ho! for Smith!Michelle Cookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04793730687872877072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818899213276405259.post-81353250602394982312016-12-08T12:13:03.194-07:002016-12-08T12:13:03.194-07:00Wow, she is something else. She should get all the...Wow, she is something else. She should get all the tuna and cuddles in the world. hannah janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06761916469652723385noreply@blogger.com