These days, everything comes fortified.
Orange juice with extra calcium. Vegan “cheese” with extra riboflavin. Calcium with extra calcium.
Fancy breads with double the Awesome.
Sometimes one five-star experience is all you need to become a loyal customer.
So it was with the feline bake shop.
Oh, baby, baby, how were we supposed to know?
It’s no secret that she’s not that innocent, but , still, we never expected Brittany to return to Tabby’s Place.
Just when we thought Suite Marmalade was as orange as it gets, along came the nuts.
This litter of pale-orange jumping beans may live up to their nutty names, but I’ll take them over the tastiest snack any day of the week.
Two words can strike elation into even the hardest heart: kitten season.
And, this spring, one of the most gifted writers and volunteers I know is kind enough to chronicle our little ones’ adventures here on Felis Catus. There’s one catch: this dear scribe, hereafter known as Fuzzball, wishes to remain anonymous. So with great joy, I present the blog debut of Fuzzball and the kittens.