First I was thrust onto the mean streets of Brooklyn, NY. Then I was caught in a feral cat trap. Then I was fostered and fostered and fostered again, finally by Nick and Jess. Then Nick and Jess adopted me. Now's I'm the centre of their attention and I write this blog.
Ophelia, you look like you are getting comfortable in your foster home. Laying on clean laundry is the best, isn't it? have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteThis is a happy cat and I think she's a keeper. She has silly cat eyes and silly cat ways. I want to pet her soon.
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