Harry: “Where did you GO?”
Harry had been at my side all week as I’ve been sick.
Despite being home the past three days, I guess I have neglected Harry a little bit. I’m just too tired from being sick to play with him a lot. Look at this pathetic pose.
Waiting on the dryer to finish so the sheets can go on. Night night.
Snapshot of Harry’s sweet life. (at The Healey Building)
Harry had been basically staring at me all night. Maybe there’s a cat treat on my forehead I didn’t notice?
Breakfast with the resident food observer. (at The Healey Building)
My kitties have been very close lately, though much closer than this and they fight.
Think I’ve gone a whole week without a Harry portrait. So here he is! (at The Healey Building)
Harry’s brain circuits are in danger of overloading from flocks of birds currently circles around over Broad Street. (at The Healey Building)
Warning to my new #weloveatl friends: I’ve been known to post cat pictures. Especially of this guy, named Harry. (at The Healey Building)