You come to this corner of the internet of your own volition. We don’t take that for granted. You put up with the ramblings of the insane. You laugh and cry with us. But really, you come for cat photos.
Farmers have their markets. Carnies have their carousels. And we, we have our kittens by the quintillions.
There are songs about winter, spring and fall. But there are songs about summer. And that’s no coincidence.