If you’ve read Felis Catus for any length of time, you know Carolina Cat Lover.
And if you have a heart and a soul, you love CCL’s gentle, generous ways.
If you’ve read Felis Catus for any length of time, you know Carolina Cat Lover.
And if you have a heart and a soul, you love CCL’s gentle, generous ways.
There’s pretty much nothing sub-stellar about kittens.
Well…maybe there’s one wretched exception: they are so blasted fragile. As the always-honest Dr. C told me a few years ago, it’s rare to have a kitten season where you don’t “lose some.”
I’m not sure who said it first.
But somewhere in the last few weeks, several of us foolish human beans have dared to remark, “It’s awfully late in kitten season for us to have no kittens.”
Foolish, foolish human beans.
Eight kittens. One room.
How many seconds before the average human bean is knocked flat by nuclear cuteness?
It’s a little-known fact that Tabby’s Place is larger than it seems.
There are a lot of doors in this place, and they all lead somewhere.