It might not beat Phred's numbers...but, here is 5 on the bed!!!

[tuxluvr]

I had the rare opportunity to personally meet the "tuxedo tribe" on a recent business trip that took me through Cincinnati. I was in HEAVEN!

Let's see if I can get the names right in the following story of my trip

WEll, as predicted, Dakota was ever the extrovert, and treated me to many headbumpies, and at least 3 times treated me to a "tummy show" (I think Ritz might have tipped Dakky off to my love of "working the room" behavior). What a lover this one is, and so lusciously fluffy!

Gentleman Tex was partaking of sustenance, but, ever the Rhett Butler-esque persona, he welcomed skritchies and returned a heartwarming purr. He is the epitome of class and dignity, this one.

Ally, not to be shown up by Dakky, wove in and out for the occasional "pet and run"....might have seemed a bit embarrassed by Dakky's overt flirtatiousness, but was not going to be ignored either.

Monty, ever the frolicking cad, made it presence known, like a little kid playing "tag", came for head skritchies but quickly was on the run again, daring the visitor to "come and get me". I understand he is the tormenter of other cats, but all around his behavior was fairly on the up and up

Sweet Georgia was ensconced, much like the Princess and the Pea, on a furry mat (borrowed from Jonah, I understand) in the middle of a table, welcomed praise and pats. Though petite in stature, this one is a charmer and begs you to come over for some love, but would probably never be so brash as Dakky. Truly the princess of the tribe.

Tenny and Minny were "in absentia" for the first minutes of the visit, feigning indifference or true shyness. I finally was able to coax beautiful Tenny from her basement realm, when I extended my hand, she presented one of the most perfect "upside down heart shaped" white muzzles I've seen on a tuxedo kitty. The lovvin was worth the wait, and like the true shy flower, allowed me audience but quickly retreated to her underground lair through the strategically placed kitty portal in the basement door.

Minny, alas, sweet Minny - I had to go on an archaeological dig into the back of her fortress of solitude, aka the closet. She tolerated a brief head skritchie, but also held that strong "Greta Garbo" persona, and I'm sure if she could speak, she too would have said, in true Garbo style, "I vant to be left alone!"

Ahh, the memories! Thanks to J&J for your hospitality during my brief visit! (Jonah is a cutie pie!)....Tea and Tuxies, I shall never forget!

Ritzy's mommy