Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Happy

 

You can always tell when cats are happy. Sometimes they purr, rub against you, smile, or show their happiness through body language. Here are some happy cats!

Rubbing and purring:

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This friendly calico in Beaufort, SC, just came over and rubbed herself against Dale’s hand and purred. Obviously happy for the attention!

Relaxed and asleep in a warm nest:

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A sleeping cat, nestled against human legs in a warm bed, is clearly happy! (One of my Manx cats, Joia, 1985)

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I think Hazel is smiling in her sleep here!

Rubbing and purring with love for catnip:

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Embracing a scratching post and rubbing against catnip makes Hazel happy (not to mention “high!”)

Purring and eyes closing in contentment and trust:

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Moxie, formerly my niece’s cat, is happy with the attention given to her by her human caretaker, John.

 

CFFC: H is for Happy

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CFFC: My bed and chair

When the humans who adopted me came to the shelter, it was lucky that I was spending time in the office! My bed was on a chair and a human started petting me and scratching around my neck.  I closed my eyes and purred contentedly.

Katy with Hazel at CARE shelter

The female human couldn’t make up her mind which cat to adopt. I don’t think she’d even seen me!  But the male human who had been petting me said, “I want this one!”

The female human looked over at me, seeing me for the first time. She came over to pet me too. They talked to the people at the shelter who told stories about me that the humans liked – about what a good mother I had been, and that made them sad – that I had been in the shelter a long time, after all my kittens were adopted, one by one. So that day, these humans decided to adopt me and take me to live with them!

Hazel playing and scratching

Now I have my own piece of furniture – this scratching post! Whenever someone comes home, I greet them and go immediately to  this spot, where I rub against the scratching post. See, it’s mine!! 

There are things I like attached to the scratching post, too: the carrot is full of catnip, which I sometimes rub against or lick, until I feel VERY content!  The leather string holds the carrot in place – the male human tied it there, and I can play with the ends that hang down. The red ribbon was left over from Christmas. I think I destroyed it, because it’s not there anymore.

The table and chair behind my scratching post belong to the humans, supposedly. The table is definitely within my territory. And the chair is mine whenever I decide to sleep on it!

Meow!

Hazel

 

CFFC: Furniture