At one time, I had quite a lot of flowers, actually. Fully on window sills in every room. Then moved into Zoe, and flower pots began to fall, one by one. When Molly stepped into my life, it was unfortunately not better. Also, my flowers started dying, one by one.
The newest picture of the occupied flowerpot is this one from a couple of days ago. Lilo stands proudly as a model.
Among other things had I a large flower pot with a great Aloe vera. It had grown so ridiculously large, and probably really needed to be replanted in a couple of pots – especially since I like to have Aloe vera at home. It's so good when you hurt yourself on a cat's claw, accidentally burns himself or does something else stupid.
My big, fina Aloe vera no longer exists. It died a number of years ago. Namely, it was like this, that any of the cats – and I actually don't remember if it was Zoe or Molly, thought this flowerpot was so fantastic to lie in. It was so fitting for a kitty body to curl up in.
Actually it is so that there is even room for two pee in it, if you are in a hurry (and spill over a little, especially when you are little.. hehum.. chubby, like Zoe). They usually have a very cozy time, when they lie there and squeeze and wash each other, my little girls. Despite the overhang.
Min Aloe vera died simply because it was laid to death. Finally, I laid newspapers over the soil, so that the cats wouldn't spread the contents all over my home. A while later I put a blanket there. Now there are two blankets over all the ancient flower soil, the remains of my big, fine Aloe vera, and the old newspapers that cover the earth. The blankets are about as covered in fur as the little girls themselves, but it does nothing.
The flowerpot has received stand still. It is next to my computer, and there is usually one or another kitty in there. Actually, that pot is a very appropriate size for most animals smaller than Ella. Significantly smaller than her. Namely, Mysak has, the little goofy Bichon Havanais male who is usually here sometimes, took it to his when he is here. Mysak gets just the right amount of space in the pot, although then it is not possible to put a kitty down next to it.
Lilo has too discovered the benefits of the pot. Actually, she's a little too big, but she completely sucks at that. She gets up and sits down, and then she spins herself up like a little pretzel. Parts of her are a good bit outside the edge of the pot, but she doesn't seem to care much, so she can lie and balance as best she wants.
Sooner or later shall that flowerpot have its final rest, but I want to find something else to put there instead, which above all the little girls can park in or on. If it will be a big one, nice barrel, or something else, lower – it remains to be seen. Men min fina terracotta pot – there, let's just state that the barrel it's on is broken, and the pot itself has probably also seen its best days.
But it is undeniably extremely practical to be able to just reach out and give a warm pat, purring kitty, whenever I please. ♥