When someone dumped three cats at the head of our driveway several months ago, they promptly made themselves at home...mostly on our outdoor kitchen counter. They immediately earned the names Jesus, Mary, and All the Saints, making hollering at them flow more readily off the tongue. Before long, Jesus was pregnant, though whether it was Mary or All the Saints, or Jaeger's skanky tomcat, Faithful, who was the responsible party could never be determined. We now have two kittens, probably the result of inbreeding, but cute nonetheless. And they love goat milk.
When someone dumped three cats at the head of our driveway several months ago, they promptly made themselves at home...mostly on our outdoor kitchen counter. They immediately earned the names Jesus, Mary, and All the Saints, making hollering at them flow more readily off the tongue. Before long, Jesus was pregnant, though whether it was Mary or All the Saints, or Jaeger's skanky tomcat, Faithful, who was the responsible party could never be determined. We now have two kittens, probably the result of inbreeding, but cute nonetheless. And they love goat milk.
No comments:
Post a Comment