It is still Thursday somewhere, and since I put up some pics of Toffs as a kitten awhile back, it is Cleo's turn.
This is the very first photo we ever took of Cleo. We adopted her when she was about 5 months old and this picture, though not very graceful or lady-like, is definitely Cleo. She is quirky. And she does sit like that from time to time.
Cleo is a bit of a scrapper with the neighbourhood toms. Even though they are bigger than she is, she manages to kick some ass when she has to. When fighting the tom I call "big black and fluffy" she got a bite wound on her back, which grew into an abscess, which needed to be drained, and then lanced a second time. She was a wee conehead for about a week, but the cone was too big for her and she kept getting out of it, until I made a harness to secure it. In this pic she is napping and holding her Moose's hand. I saw "big black and fluffy" a few days later with a shaved tail so I am guessing she gave as good as she got.