This is Chester. We both agree that summer has come early. But that’s about all we can agree on. I’m going to start calling him a cranky cat. For the last week or so the temperature has been hovering in the low 30-degree Celcius mark, and we have been subjected to the constant aroma of […]
via Past conversations with my cat – 65 — Thrills, Spills, and just a dash of Romance
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