atlas' latest kitty friend is polydactyl, meaning he has extra fingers on his (in this case front) paws, so it looks like he is wearing mittens. i could stare at his paws all day. they are adorable.
we met him one day while on a walk. he saw atlas and came sauntering over from his spot in the shade to say hello. they are now friends. whenever we walk by, he comes bounding over the grass or through the bushes to greet us. (the kitty's name is kiki; i just like to call him the six-fingered kitty. i blame "the princess bride" for that.)
when atlas returned from the doggy ranch last week, he was even more kitty-obsessed than usual. after all, he had gone nine (nine!) whole days without seeing one. so, when we went for our evening walk and ran into kiki, there was much rejoicing on all our parts.
atlas and kiki sniffed hello. kiki wandered around him for a while, slapping atlas' face with his tail. kiki settled himself on the grass by us. atlas sat and stared happily or stood towering over kiki as if to be sure he was ready to walk with him at a moment's notice.
atlas can sit and stare forever. i can not.
eventually, i decided it was time to move on. generally, atlas will test my conviction for a bit and then be ready to go. this time? nope. he was pretty sure that he was not leaving.
i pulled and ordered and pushed. nope. i begged and pulled and commanded. nope. i lifted his chest and maneuvered him in the right direction. finally, he gave in - very begrudgingly, i might add. we continued on down the sidewalk.
a few seconds later, what did i hear? a whoosh of air as kiki chased us down.
atlas stopped. kiki and atlas sniffed. kiki wandered under and around him, whap-whap-whap-ing his belly and face with his tail. atlas sat and stared happily.
eventually, i decided to try to leave (again). we went through the same routine (again). finally, i convinced atlas to continue on (again).
a few seconds later, kiki was bounding alongside us (again).
atlas and kiki went through their meet-and-greet routine (again).
repeat ad nauseum.
needless to say, it took a long time to get home that evening. (made even longer because we had to finally turn around and walk kiki back home again.)
if life with a dog were a boxing match, i'm pretty sure that round went to atlas and the six-fingered kitty.
Atlas and Kiki...That is sooo sweet! Cat and dog. They can get along. ;o) LOVE those six-fingered feet... I'd want to look at 'em all day too. Very fun photos, Elizabeth. That second one especially has all the charm of play. So cute! Happy Day ((HUGS))
Posted by: Tracy | 08/17/2011 at 04:28 AM
a kitty with thumbs ... wearing mittens! how adorable!
my zekey loved cats too. i thought he was the only one til i met atlas.
zeke had a special friend that stayed hidden in a hedge til we walked by. zeke started wagging his tail 20 yds away and started to tug on the leash for me to hurry. i never even knew when she was in there, but he did! he just loved her. good memories you stirred this morning elizabeth. thank you!
Posted by: tammy | 08/17/2011 at 06:06 AM
"my name is Inigo Montoya"
Posted by: Ann Bimberg | 08/17/2011 at 08:13 AM
@ann: EXACTLY! who doesn't love to say that. i imagine that in this scenario, i am inigo, because i'm pretty sure that atlas is not. hee.
@tammy: that is so sweet. i can just picture it!
@tracy: i am guessing you can tell my mitten love by the amount of mitten photos. ;)
Posted by: elizabeth @ retinal perspectives | 08/17/2011 at 10:12 AM
oh, what a wonderful Atlas story! Hurrah for best friends.
Posted by: Amy | 08/17/2011 at 01:59 PM
love these pics!
Posted by: Kris | 08/17/2011 at 08:18 PM
I love polydactyl cats!! atlas is too cute.
mimi is curled in my lap as I type and she wants to tell him 'hi.'
Posted by: brooke | 08/21/2011 at 04:33 PM