After Fatso turned 17, she loved to go walking in the park on her leash. She wasn’t much of a tree cat — okay maybe it was the arthritis that kept her out of the trees and on the leash at that point — but she loved to smell the bushes and the flowers. She passed away last summer, age 22. I miss her, but I’m glad she was able to keep me company for so long.
Aussie Down Under over 12 years ago
Maybe the dogs tree’d them?
DuHhozr over 12 years ago
Or sawyers.
King_Shark over 12 years ago
A cat-astrophe.
LingeeWhiz over 12 years ago
Cat fight!
caller49 over 12 years ago
They’re up in the trees making sure their humans don’t get lost.
Digital Frog over 12 years ago
Cat park? what next, a cat house?
iced tea over 12 years ago
Cats go up but they don’t come down.
lou_lou over 12 years ago
Teehee, funny!
kathrynismerry over 12 years ago
After Fatso turned 17, she loved to go walking in the park on her leash. She wasn’t much of a tree cat — okay maybe it was the arthritis that kept her out of the trees and on the leash at that point — but she loved to smell the bushes and the flowers. She passed away last summer, age 22. I miss her, but I’m glad she was able to keep me company for so long.