It's a beastly night, rainy and above freezing, so the entire grounds are a mucky mire. The cats aren't going to go "on the scout" with me on a night like this. Here's Ginger, looking like she's got a serious case of ennui:
Here's Fred... if you squint, you can make out a certain Bastard in the background:
Looks like there's a friendly orb in the picture, welcoming Fred back to the site. I think I'd better call Thunder, he's the resident expert of orb phenomena.
2 comments:
My sorbces say friendly.
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I think it was one of your famous cat orbs.
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