Holiday Orien

Holiday, better known as Holi, is my cat.  She is actually the boss around here and lets us know it very clearly.  Just look at the below photo.  It is her way of saying "kiss my butt" and at the same time saying "aren't I the cutest cat you have ever seen?"
She starts my day off when she wakes me up at 6 am or 5 am or 4 am.  You get the picture.  She may want to eat, cuddle in my lap (what there is of it now), or hang around and bug me.  She even controls Blacky, who, she calls Dad.  They sit side by side in separate chairs watching tv in the evening while I am at the computer.  It is a sight to see!
She was a "barn kitten" that we adopted from friends when she was 8 weeks old and has been our buddy ever since.  She is getting along in years now (9 yrs.) and has arthritis which has slowed her down a little.  Yet, every so often, she is that cute kitten again, running, jumping and playing with her toys.
She and I have a lot in common concerning weight:  we both have added pounds over the years. There's nothing like the adage: "Those who gain weight together, stay together" or something like that.  ha! ha!

She does hunt outside in good weather and still loves to bring her finds to us whether it be, a vole, mouse or bird and usually alive.  It makes a very interesting burst of energy from us to run and try to catch her gifts to us.  So far we are the winners of the race.  She once brought in a flying squirrel and it was hiding under my swivel rocker on the board that went across it.  Blacky had to literally pick up the rocker and take it outside so the squirrel would leave.