Like most cats, TiGrr owns everything he touches, and a lot of what he sees.
While he was staying at Mom & Dad's house, he finally got up the gumption to roam, and found me working at the computer (as usual). It was only a short step from staring at me from under the desk to supervising my work.
Eventually, though, the work lost its appeal, and he went back to demanding we worship him.
If I weren't such an agnostic, I'd find it easy to follow the ancient Egyptians on this one...
Want to follow other animal stories & pics? be sure to visit Modulator, for Friday Ark #127, and on Sunday evening (or Monday morning, if you're so inclined) be sure to check out the Carnival of the Cats, this weekend to be hosted by Scribblings.