Pillu conquering Efaz
This is my friend Efaz and Pillu. Efaz is lucky – he’s not even a cat and he gets to be on my blog. Pillu, on the other hand, is a fighter cat. He’s also on my “Top 10 Cats to Kidnap” list, along with Pika. Farshid is ok with it, as long as I make sure that Pika and Pillu mate. But my friend Kashfee warns me that mating a Pika and a Pillu would only produce an Efaz. Now Hmmm……
(Photo Credit: Farina Noireet)
Disclaimer: This post has nothing to do with music – be it metal, industrial metal, trash metal, goth metal, funk metal or death metal. This post is about a cat. He didn’t sing. He only stared.
Zombie, the white alfa male, failed at many things. He failed to pee enough to mark his territory, which was eventually over run by half a dozen other cats, a couple of large rats and a mongoose. He failed to keep himself sufficiently warm during the winters and in the end had to condescend to sleep in the cartoon box I loaned him. He even failed to keep his girlfriend, Brownie, interested long enough – Courage ambled along and effortlessly stole her away from him.
But Zombie was good at one thing. He was good at staring down cats – and from my own personal experience, people too.
