Cat Tales (& Tails)

14 April 2017 – It’s a bright afternoon.

Neighbourhood pussycats are lying in the warming earth of front yard gardens …

stretching their bodies — from toes to belly to ear-tips — to the sun.

I leave the groomed residential street, & tuck myself into a nearby scruffy commercial alley.

Unless something dire has happened, I am about to revisit one of my favourite pussycats.

And there he is.

by icelandpenny on 14 April 2017 • Permalink

Posted by icelandpenny on 14 April 2017

https://icelandpenny.com/2017/04/14/cat-tales-tails/

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