OK, I completely made that up.
We have no evidence that Mystic has ever loved, eaten or had access to pizza. No evidence except…well, when Mystic’s ginormous self hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s amore.
OK, I completely made that up.
We have no evidence that Mystic has ever loved, eaten or had access to pizza. No evidence except…well, when Mystic’s ginormous self hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s amore.
Just as quickly as they blazed up north and into our world, the eight West Virginia belles and the sweet Kentucky octet have roared on out of Tabby’s Place and into forever homes.
Well, all of the sweet sixteen, that is, except for two. Today’s post belongs to the straggler who’s stolen my heart even as she still searches for her forever home…the irrepressible Natalie.
We knew it wouldn’t take long.