Nelly is one of those cats right out of T.S. Eliot's Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats.
Jennyanydots.
Totally.
Nelly snuggles.
She likes to get right under the covers with you.
Nelly snores.
So loudly that you can hear it in the next room. It's a great way to find her when she is hiding.
Nelly weeps.
It has something to do with a pound virus she got when a tiny kitten.
Nelly hates being wet.
Really, really hates being wet. Don't get in her way if she's trying to avoid wet.
Unless K2 is giving her a bath. Then she sits quietly in the bathroom sink and lets K2 take care of business. I think it's because she knows she'll get wrapped up in a towel and fussed over for the next two hours.
Nelly loves catnip.
It's kind of embarrassing. She especially likes it this time of year. The leaves are frozen back, but there must be something wonderful in the crown of the plant because she'll go outside just to rub on it.
Weird, huh.
