On this Throw-Back-Thursday I’ll step back in time to when I lived in Winnipeg with my Beautiful Black British Babe – the shorthair Miss Coventry (Coven for short). Coven was a sweet kitty that discovered the most divine place to curl up was a handmade bowl from Tunisia. It had obviously been crafted just for her as it fit so perfectly.
She had to be very careful getting in and out of the bowl stepping exactly in its center or it would tip over. I think it was part of the allure – it required all her attention and kept her on her toes. Once she had managed the balance to get curled up she would purr in self satisfaction till she fell asleep.