NOMSS Day

Last year, I was really fortunate to have made three NOMS Friends by taking the dare from The Cat Realm. So I'd like to honor them today.

Here's Marie.

Dragonheart

And last but not least, Mickey Mantle


NOMS Friends Rock! Happy NOMS Friend Day!

The Dare on Wednesday

My other NOMSS Friend is Dragonheart. He's a sphynx cat, who lives in Germany with his Mom and Dad, who's in the Canadian military. He just had a birthday and is now officially a mancat. He's got a sweetheart named Stella.

We are both frootbats. I love that you can almost see right through his frootbat ears. (My ears are too thick and hairy to be all that see through.) We both like to go outside. DH goes strollering, and I go for a stroll. We both look very, very handsome in our blue harnesses.

DH is misunderstood a lot, because he doesn't have hair. I think that's a bunch of dookie. He's super cute and handsome and exceptionally regal. Plus, he's one of the nicest mancats I've ever met. He's a regular visitor to our blog and always has a kind word to say. And he would never put the bitey on me or sink his claws into my neck. Hear that, EG?

He's very photogenic and he shares lots of cat facts with us. We have learned so much about sphynx kitties from him.

He has lots of toys and he shares wonderful pictures of himself playing and also of neat things in Germany (and around Europe). He has very big muscles and is a great athlete. He's also a movie star. He has a unique talent of being able to pick stuff up with his paws. That's really impressive in my book. (I always thought you needed thumbs for that.) And guess what else! Just like me, he likes feather toys and warm laps.

He has these awesome windows at his house. And awesome sunspots as a result. Windows and sunspots to die for, I tell you. It's a great place to look outside and then to take a snooze (on your fire-breathing dragon Gizzy quilt) when you get sleepy.

I gotta tell you that every time Mom sees a picture of DH, she gasps and awwwwws. She wants to scoop him up and give him cuddles. I say, DH, only let her touch you in the summer time. Past about October, her hands get too darn chilly - even with fur.

It means a lot to me to be so warmly accepted into the cat blogosphere. I know that lots of kitties don't like dawgs (with good reason), but there really are some good dawgs out there. I'm grateful that DH recognized that I'm one of the good ones. Thank you, DH, and I hope you have a great day!

PS - Thank you, DH, for letting me post one of your bee-yoo-tee-ful pictures. :)