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Monday, June 11, 2007
Now how did that happen?
Baxter came in with a green streak on his nose. It was even brighter, but he washed his face before he conked out. Grass stain? How and why? Who knows.....
6 comments:
Mysterious things cats, could be a grass stain, could be a splodge of paint from his secret life as the feline Michelangelo :)
Well, if it wasn't so long after St. Paddy's Day, I'd say he's been tippling some green Guinness!
Who knows where they go and what they do while they're there. Part of the mystery of being a cat.
Clearly, Baxter was chasing a little varmint, stumbled, and slid on his nose through the grass. Instant grass stain.
Hmm...could be a case of all of the above. I've grilled him, but Baxter refuses to comment.
I think that even with the green accent, Baxter is a VERY handsome kitty.
We've always said he gets by on this good looks... Actually, he is very sweet as well, if not the brightest star in the firmament.
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