Independance Day Without Fireworks
Last night, like the night before, the human slept with the foster kittens, and then, early in the morning, she opened the bedroom door for all sorts of goings and comings...
This blog is the ongoing story of nine-hundred and twenty-two cats, including kittens. We consider on a near daily basis the poetics of cat sensibility - the wit, brilliance, elegance and magic of catdom. We try to ignore hairballs and their sound effects.
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