Last night at around 3am, my bf and I decided to take our kitties for a walk. We strapped the harnesses and leashes on them, easier said than done and walked out into the night. It was actually quite magical, it had rained all day and you could smell it in the air and there was a stillness that was ever so peaceful because everyone around was sound asleep.
I took Turtles, the big guy and Steve took Tuna the cute, silly little girl. Turtles just adored every second of it...and he was the hardest to get out the door. I loved watching him creep along, nose to the ground..stepping through long grass..just in amazment at the huge world, he had just stepped into that he usually watches from a window. Tuna enjoyed it too, but would play dead every once in awhile and you would have to drag her along...which looks absolutely hilarious, my boyfriend dragging along a flat as a pancake cat.
We want to take them out to the woods some nice day, and have a little photo shoot with them. Ahhhh....Kitties.
