Every cat I have ever had has had a different coat. I’m certain I could identify each with my eyes shut, just by touching their fur. My older orange tiger cat, the sweet and saintly Archie, is universally agreed (even by other braggart cat owners) to be the silkiest cat of all time.

Since the arrival on the scene of Ms. Sydney, the glamour kitty, Archie’s pesky nemesis, her fur has changed. It is still a much rougher coat than his. However, it has become softer since Archie started grooming her. It makes me wonder if it’s something in his tongue/cleaning apparatus that keeps the Archster so soft.

My mom’s ragdoll is ONLY bathed at the vet. It would take an army to do it. It takes four people to clip her nails…one to hold her head, one to hold both back paws, one to hold the loose front paw and one to clip. You really have to trust the person holding her head. Nicky and Willow both just sit on my lap and seem to enjoy the clipping or is it the attention.

We’ll post links to sites that have Friday (plus or minus a few days) photos of their chosen animals (photoshops at our discretion and humans only in supporting roles). Watch the Exception category for rocks, beer, coffee cups, and….? We will add yo…