Couldn't He Find A Softer Spot To Nap?
posted by Lizzy at 9:34 AM
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.
1 Comments:
Must be Angel. Where's he napping? Bandicoot likes to nap, curly-bellyfur-down, in the muddiest patch of earth he can find. Chacun a son gout, I suppose.
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