Tundra

Tunny. Tunder Bunder. Rotundra. Tundachu. And even Tootsie. These are all nicknames we have given to our cat Tundra over the years. And this year, Miss Tundra turns 10. Shortly after Mike and I were married in 1999, we went to a local no-kill animal shelter called Pets 'n People. Each kitten we looked at tugged at our hearts, but when Mike reached into a cage and pulled out a sweet faced, green-eyed, fluff-ball of a kitten, we both knew it was the one we wanted. We took her back to our apartment and she immediately made herself at home. She is playful, yet cuddly. She has a sassy personality, but she is loving too. We named her Tundra after a song by Havalina Rail Co. by the same name. Also, she has a lot soft, fluffy white fur in her coat perhaps like the snow in Siberia? Regardless, the bottom line is: she is such a good cat!


Here are some recent pictures of our Tunny Cat.

This is where I find her every morning: basking in the morning glow.

An afternoon on the porch. Notice this cat's wide girth. She could probably stand to go on a diet. Sorry, Tundra. It's true.

This is her evening spot. She loves these bath mats in our bathroom. They are quite soft really. Maybe they bring back some memories of her real cat mother long ago.

This one is just funny. I caught her yawning, but she looks a little scary with her green alien pet eys and her mouth wide open. Oh Tunny, we love you anyway.