Today marks the eve of Lent, that serious season when folks make a spiritual practice of fasting from such things as injustice and selfishness and chocolate and Facebook. But before all that introspective stuff, folks get fat, Tuesday-style. So, of course, do cats.
I was going to begin this post, “I like big cats and I cannot lie.” But even I have more dignity than that. Or, at least, the cats do.
Take one Easter. Throw in the excitement of the Linda Fund. Yield: one very busy blogger. Please accept my big mea culpa for the long stretch of quiet here on Felis Catus this week. Better yet…please accept one big giant enormous colossal cat.