Here's the stray cats I wrote about earlier. I don't understand how people can do this to cats, it turns my stomach.
This one kept meowing all night, would only quiet down when I was with him, poor thing:
This one kept trying to chew on my fingers, although I had already fed him:
He had very pretty checkered paws, I've never seen a b&w cat with markings like this:
This picture makes me laugh:
It seems I'm a stray magnet. I picked up 4 strays in the alley outside my old apartment, only kept one of them though, Licorice. And I already had Sambuca, yet another stray, from a few years before.
Is it over?
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Quite an intense, weird, unsettling, odd feeling, taking down all the
photos and moving out of Kindar House at *The Crichton*, now that *Spring
Fling* is...
2 weeks ago







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