Back in Englewood, our cats loved to climb up in the bump out window. Usually just to soak up the sun. This happened with out a huge fight. This one day I saw "her highness" bump "Jazz" The black one, a couple of times. He looked up once, then laid back down. Along came another … Continue reading Furry friends
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