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Kittens are kittens, until they are not. It’s for hard-hitting facts like this that you turn to Felis Catus.
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Kittens are kittens, until they are not. It’s for hard-hitting facts like this that you turn to Felis Catus.
If you have been, say, looking for some hot stuff, baby, this evening; perhaps even looking for some hot stuff, baby, tonight; this July has surely pleased you. The news was incendiary. The temperatures were ghost-peppery. And the cats were sizzling.
Someone has done it again. Someone has shone the Cat Sign — think Batman, more feline — into the sky, and we are helpless in its glow.
We tell a lot of stories on Felis Catus, but we can’t often tell the whole story. In the epic novel of a cat’s life, I can give you just a page here, an illustration there. Such is the nature of such a blog. At times this may make you feel like you’re watching a […]