Wednesday, August 17, 2011


This is Tory, also known as "The Garage Cat" because she grew up in a garage. Apparently you can not grow up in a garage without having some serious quirks. For example, when Tory is at least three feet of the ground she is as cool as a cucumber. She will let me look her in the face, pet her, insult her...all with admirable equanimity.

At all other elevations, however, I am utterly terrifying. A spector of doom who makes her heart pound and causes her to flee in a panic. This picture was snapped seconds before her flight instinct carried her off in a blur.

Poor Garage Cat!

1 comment:

Steph said...

love the light in these. Crazy tory!