Ach this one knows I have a soft spot for her because I think of her as a re-incarnation of Max the WonderWeimer because of her Max-like colour. Bold as brass lying enjoying a patch of sun in one of my wicker chairs.
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en ik dacht altijd dat jij katten arggh vond...
well, exactly, that's why I had the cat-scarer-off hat on a stick in the garden... but this one is a dog's soul trapped in a cat's body so I tolerate her presence.
It must be a Russian Blue or something, which is probably as close as a cat can come to a Weimarianer (both hailing from the East).... It's a goodlooking cat - though I'm partial to blue ones...
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