I caught this one a few weeks ago and forgot that I wanted to put it up.
Every once in a while, I catch that perfect picture. That’s his actual eye color: Golden, just like his predecessor. Tig the First had blue eyes for a very long time, then they turned gold as well. There’s something about a golden-eyed orange boy, and as the sun hits my bedroom in the late morning, I open the blinds so the cats can lie in it. This picture has a good shot of his mane, which is coming in nicely, but isn’t full-grown by far. But then, Tig’s only ten months old. (And thirteen pounds!) His nose is even pinker in person.
Best picture yet, he is magnificent!
His majesty at rest.
Wow, what a lion.
That was from a morning play session. I have one of him biting my hand (not hard, just nipping). Maybe I’ll put that one up next.
Such a mix of majesty and mischief. Yay, Tig!