tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post770771490084738800..comments2008-02-14T04:56:30.936-08:00Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-33870681077310773632008-02-14T04:56:00.000-08:002008-02-14T04:56:00.000-08:00The same thing happens with every amazon.com box that comes to our house: Tiger hops right in it because he knows it is his (his attitude is that everything is his).<BR/><BR/>Of course my parents used to tell the story of how, back long ago when I was a toddler and my father bought me a tricycle for Christmas (with, according to family legend, the very last of his WWII mustering out pay) and I sat there having a wonderful time playing with the box it came in.Jimwww.jimsjournal.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-3359121990022075282008-02-11T12:12:00.000-08:002008-02-11T12:12:00.000-08:00A true contortionist. So opionated too. :)<BR/><BR/>PS: Did I ever mention to you that I drive my husband's toy now. LOLMage And Georgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17333086721654817750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-15385241082227717232008-02-10T09:52:00.000-08:002008-02-10T09:52:00.000-08:00Does he like paper bags as much as Chan and Charlie used too?<BR/><BR/>No store bought bed will Chan use. Box top from computer paper, shower curtain laid by Wil's desk, old cheap blanket by our closet. And of course the recliner AFTER I warm it up for him.Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16822039230903741043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-44023683748941405862008-02-10T06:16:00.000-08:002008-02-10T06:16:00.000-08:00You don't suppose he's practicing to be a pilot (flaps up, flaps down!) do you? Definitely the Best Picture of Ralph In A Series award winner. He reminds me of Mervyn (http://jomammatee.no-ip.org/mervindex.html). Something about the eyes and the expression of "You know, Dee, that camera is starting to bore me" in the first picture. Don't let him intimidate you. Keep on flashing!The Old Guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06426667397513875027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-51772950336805918212008-02-10T05:18:00.000-08:002008-02-10T05:18:00.000-08:00Royalty! That's what he looks like. Obviously, one doesn't need a castle to feel themselves worthy of royal treatment. He's a beauty!Glonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-26442142085419568842008-02-10T04:53:00.000-08:002008-02-10T04:53:00.000-08:00Ralph is my kind of kitty. He is much his own self, and his devilish looks are so...so...catlike. You know what I mean. He is his own man. <BR/><BR/>As for the phenomenen of the big cat in the too small box, it's so typical of feline thinking. "I DO so fit in here!" And again and again, they prove it is so by snuggling into that small space as if was tailor made. <BR/><BR/>Tell Ralph how much he is adored by his fans. Something tells me he knows it already though.<BR/><BR/>AvaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-42361888987900714112008-02-10T04:35:00.000-08:002008-02-10T04:35:00.000-08:00Good morning, all! Glad you enjoyed the Ralph spread. It was fun to do. The box is positioned to my left, at the end of the desk, and the camera is to my right. All I have to do is look up from the computer from time to time and pounce on opportunity like Ralph pounces on his new favorite bed.<BR/><BR/>Wendy, yes. That IS his bib and tummy. I understand your wonder, though. I'm still trying to figure out exactly how he had himself arranged in there. Cats are such contortionists!Deehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00640058997702227911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-24241802842339450222008-02-10T04:32:00.000-08:002008-02-10T04:32:00.000-08:00What a good looking cat. He reminds me so much of my old cat, Jake. Sniff.stephanieeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03422826943050104551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-43082731958063500742008-02-10T04:09:00.000-08:002008-02-10T04:09:00.000-08:00Thanks for the smiles first thing in the morning - even before my first cuppa!crowcottagehttp://crowcottage.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-57593903055649619772008-02-09T22:36:00.000-08:002008-02-09T22:36:00.000-08:00Fabulous! I shall show Dolly this essay, when she wakes up... :-)<BR/><BR/>John B.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-399953666507652031.post-91694393662324876392008-02-09T20:13:00.000-08:002008-02-09T20:13:00.000-08:00Dee, thanks for the Ralph photo op! He is, indeed, quite the handsome feline fellow. Tell me, though, are we really seeing his bib and tummy in the first picture?Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09684838805174960356noreply@blogger.com