As soon as upon a time, our Rosie pose was candy as pie. Then got here that fateful day once I took her for a stroll outdoors…
Now I stay with a beast!
I’m not stunned. Again when Tabs was my essential squeeze, and he was essentially the most refined and chic of all of the kitties I’ve recognized, the act of taking him outdoors additionally unleashed one thing primitive in him.
His tail would whip slightly quicker; his tum would sway slightly extra aggressively; and, was it simply me, or did his enamel look slightly bit sharper too?
One thing about going outdoors fires up the felines, and Rosie isn’t proof against it…
Rosie: Beginning of a Monster
Ever since I began taking her outdoors for walks within the morning, she’s been feistier, extra demanding and, dare I say it, diva-esque?
It’s gotten to the purpose the place she waits on the door expectantly and can mewl on the door when she hears us working within the yard.
And it’s a bossy meow!
Your pleasant neighborhood magnificence addict,