What arguably could be considered the best moment in parade history.
I know he’s lip-synching, but he showed up. You wouldn’t get this from any other guy.
As if anybody cared. These are the cats I know I know… these are the cats I know.
This, above, is Dusky. She’s a Maine Coon who loves foods, chirping, T.O.Y.S. and laser pointers. Here’s Dusky chasing her tail with a piece of yellow yarn tied to it.
And, below, is my kitten Putita. Her name is a dirty Spanish word that fits her well.
She really is a bitch-cat. I picked her up off the mean streets of Tucson, delivering her from a harsh life of kangaroo mice and little birdies for sustenance. She hates strangers and voyeur cats, and she beats up on her kitten friends. She’s a sweetheart, but very particular about who gives her the lovin’.