Sam appears more orange than usual courtesy of the room lights that are near him contrasting the cooler outside light hitting the blue walls behind him.
Tag: orange tabby
I Am Samwise, World, and I Am Not Afraid of You
I Can’t Tell If He’s Trolling Me or Having An Existential Crisis
For a cat that likes to sleep curled up Sam sure is trying out some new sleeping positions. Perhaps at the age of ten he has decided it’s time to explore all of what life has to offer.
I Let the Cat Out of the Bag
What Lies There Above My Head?
Two Cats Emerged in a Window
Master of Geometry
Helping Hands
Sam Gets a Boo Box Lesson
“I don’t know Boo, this seems kind of boring.”
“Get in a tall, narrow box like this one! You can pretend you’re in a submarine!. ‘Give me a ping Trixie. One ping only please.’ ”
“There’s no room for belly rubs?”
“Or you can be a Formula One racer, barreling into Eau Rouge at legendary Spa-Francorchamps!”
“Maybe there’s a big box where dad can snuggle with me?”
“Or an X-wing fighter, preparing for the trench run with TIE fighters hot on your tail! Not today fellas, the Force is strong with this one!”
“I think I’m going to curl up with dad on the couch.”
“NOT EVERYONE IS MEANT FOR BOO BOX! You can curl up with your head on the side like this, or stick your arms way over the side, or sink down completely inside the box, or …”
“Some of us have bones, Boo. Some of us have bones.”
“Commander Boo, you are go for liftoff! Godspeed to the moon!”











