Interestingly enough, I've had this cat on my desktop for awhile. It strolled into a wedding I was at a few weeks back, and it was so torn up, I had to divert my attention from the bridal festivities and watch this cat. I didn't photoshop those eyes, those are exactly how they look. I'm sure you could see why I was strangely fascinated. Anyway, just last night I was thinking, I need to do something with this cat picture. And alas, here's Photo Friday to help me out. Mom, sorry for not putting your precious cats up.
Here's a total aside:
This cat totally reminded me of one of our cats growing up, Josh (we also had a Bruno at that time, interesting that a tiny little me would name two cats to sound like hired thugs. what a weird kid). We lived up in the forerst to a degree, and over time that cat slowly when slightly feral. He'd disappear into the woods for days and weeks at a time. He always seemed to come back more wrecked than the last, and usually when mom and dad were throwing a big party. The cat would come limping up on 3 legs, way more torn up than this cat, meowing this awful screeching meow. Drawing LOTS of attention. As an adult, I'm sure this is much more mortifying. When I was younger I just remember being so happy that Josh was home! Mommy! Mommy! All assembled! Josh is home!! Classic.
EDITED TO ADD: Attention cat-people who want to send me enraged comments or emails about this shot. Before you get your underwear in a bundle, and fire off an angry comment, please read this post (click here to read it) explaining the entire situation, which I've composed because so many people get so ridiculously angry seeing this photo. So before I get another angry, self-righteous letter from people defending the cat and debasing me, please read the other post before commenting. If, after you've read that, you still want to leave a nasty comment, then please do.