It’s Fat/Shrove/Gras Tuesday/Mardi.
That means but one thing.
I shall let my words be few, and let the fabulous fat, the luxurious lard, the colossus of catness, do the talking.
Laissez les bon temps rouler, minous. And remember: the gras is always gras-iest where you feed it.
PS: Je suis Angela. Je suis une dunderhead.
Gotta love a plump pussy! Give me a sausage cat any day – makes me smile. Thank you for the great pictures.