Caturday - My name is Earl

Lovely, lovely Earl. Regular Caturday readers will probably have realised by now that I have a bit of a thing for black cats. Earl is a relative newcomer to the cat shelter and if we weren’t already fully occupied here, I’d be adopting him for sure (along with Dennis).

Earl is a really chilled-out kitty, despite his youth. Last weekend he sat on the new castle ramparts – yes, there’s a castle now! – and purred while I stroked him. All the other young cats were hurtling around but Earl just wanted to be stroked.

Did I mention that I’ve taken over the Woodland Nook blog? It’s fairly new so we need to bump up our visitor numbers. Please drop in by clicking here. 

Lovely, lovely Earl. Regular Caturday readers will probably have realised by now that I have a bit of a thing for black cats. Earl is a relative newcomer to the cat shelter and if we weren’t already fully occupied here, I’d be adopting him for sure (along with Dennis).

Earl is a really chilled-out kitty, despite his youth. Last weekend he sat on the new castle ramparts – yes, there’s a castle now! – and purred while I stroked him. All the other young cats were hurtling around but Earl just wanted to be stroked.

Did I mention that I’ve taken over the Woodland Nook blog? It’s fairly new so we need to bump up our visitor numbers. Please drop in by clicking here.