"Oh yes, all my joints swivel". Pulled out my Kipling last week + read the grandkids "The Cat Who Walks By Himself." A great reread, I recommend it highly.
I am trying to convince one to come out from under my porch and reside inside the house. First it wouldn't come out when I fed it. Then the kitten would poke out its nose and a few whiskers. Now I occasionally see more of it and it doesn't always run under the porch. I blink at it and talk a bit in soothing tones. Pretty good for a 23 year veteran of Corrections. I think Crazyhorse would approve. One day I will take it to the vet for worming, etc. Be Well, Packy.
Sounds like lots of fun. And it looks like my dog, Harry S. Truman is going to get a cat toy for Christmas. He is a play dog for sure. Anyone coming to the house gets a fierce bark. But to be invited in is to play with Harry. So the cat and the dog will get a new friend for Christmas. Be Well, Packy.
