I have always loved dressing up my cats...much to their distress. :)
As a little girl I would bundle up my kitties in bunting bags and bonnets (that way their back feet don't work and they can't get away) and put them in my doll carriage and take them for walks. They loved it. A lot.
I've grown up a little since then and now resort only to pretty bows. Which Nala, over the last few years has somewhat come to accept. She's still slightly traumatized and rarely holds still when I pull out the camera but the other night I caught these lovelies.
Shock and horror:
Embarrassment:
Glazed submission:
Ticked off:
Resignation to her life of abuse:
3 comments:
Ahahahaha! Those last two photos are cracking me up.
I love that you had a backup plan to keep your childhood kittens from escape. I can picture your determination and the dark looks of resentment and resignation on the face of the cats. Hilarious!
Oh my goodness! That ticked off photo is SO funny. If looks could kill you'd be dead.
You are very lucky she doesn't have claws!
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