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All In the Details

This picture is a mystery. Well, it isn't a mystery to me because I put it here and I know what it is. Take a guess—if you're really stumped, click on it for the entire picture. Hint: it likes a certain kind of weed.

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dive said…
That looks to me like Tiger, the notorious catnip junkie!
MmeBenaut said…
Oh Robyn, you are a trickster. I said straight away; that's cat fur and then I read "weed" and I was so confused!! Your baby looks gorgeous and so comfortable. Only cats can produce that look that says "oh, I'm in the lap of absolute luxury". I can almost hear him (it is a him right?) purring from here. You can see Sascha today on MBOB.
Anonymous said…
I knew that had to be my 3rd favorite cat in the world...Tiger!!
PF
Shazza said…
Awesome picture Robyn! He's a handsome fellow that is for sure.
savannah said…
i had no clue, sugar! what a gorgeous cat! xox
Mrs. G. said…
That is the most precious cat picture ever. I wish I was that carefree and relaxed-thank goodness tomorrow is Friday!

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