A little bit about Ragdolls..

When Mom O' LK brought Bailey home from the orphanage,we began to notice right from the beginning that he seemed to have a number of qualities that you don't necessarily find in your average feline furbag.
The older he got,the more he acted like a dog!

..I don't know how to a'splain it exactly.I mean,..he's got all that curiosity goin' on,and will sit in the middle of the floor,master of all he surveys,in that regal way cats have,..but he is entirely devoid of any hint of 'aloofness'.
You know,..that look and attitude cats have that makes it clear that you're only just barely worthy enough to feed them,and clean their cat box?..Bailey can't do it...It ain't in him.

There were a number of other things that got us wondering just what breed of cat he might be,so we lickity-split on over to the internets,and found him listed perfectly under 'Ragdolls'.
So named for their tendency to go limp when you pick them up.

You can squish 'em,and cuddle 'em,and generally toss 'em about,and they just love it!
Little Newt will scoop Bailey up in one arm,and go about his Newt business,..the whole time Bailey's having the time of his life.
..More like a puppy,than a cat.

And like a puppy,Bailey's favorite past-time is a rousing game of 'fetch'..




Another really remarkable thing about them,is the texture of their fur.
It's more like a Rabbit's fur,..or even a Mink's!
You'd have to feel it to know what I'm talkin' about,but trust me,one day Bailey is gonna make a fine pair of oven mitts..