We see a lot of these around our yard. They provide the best excuse to maintain our garden a la natural. This one takes a break from trimming our front yard ivy to check out who's on the other side of the window.
My first pet (or at least the first pet I can remember) was a big orange tabby cat named Rusty. He disappeared when he was a couple years old. Many cats later I finally found Rusty II, a lively and a bit skiddish orange tabby who has run our house for the last 6 years. Little J chose to make this orange cat at Build A Bear. Not a chance that he would name him anything but Rusty.:-)
I got one of these for Xmas. I love it. Today the person who gave it to me suggested we could trade Ipods for a week and check out each others music. Heh... more than half of mine would be Tom Rigney and Flambeau. So what do you think? Would you share your Ipod? I'm thinking it could be a new line... no more "want to come over and see my etchings".