In town, the area where I live there are small gardens which fortunately provide a refuge for the many stray cats that are moving. They are well liked, there are many people who bring them food every day, so I'm pretty sedentary.
now know them all: there's a bunch of cats, all white, is streaked with the baby grand, and there's my favorite, white and honey.
In this period in the warm sun between slices of a palace and the other, or on the hoods of cars just parked. Some
week ago, I looked out and saw the myelin asleep on a tangled hedge of Asparagus in the garden of my building ... cats are just magicians to remain in balance, no doubt about it!
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