Woke up this morning to screaming cats. I wandered out to the kitchen when it seemed it wasn’t stopping. There were clumps of fur in the hallway. Clumps of fur in the living room. These led up to a Riley cat who was sitting there as innocent as you please. But, he had tufts of fur hanging loose all over his body and there was a clump of fur hanging out of the side of his mouth. I was about to yell at him for picking on his sister when Powder nonchalantly wandered past. She had clumps of fur hanging out of her mouth too.

Neither one of them is telling. What happens in the living room stays in the living room.

One Reply to “Fur Was Flyin’”

  1. I know you don’t know me from Adam, but I really enjoy reading your blog. When I see that you have posted something, it’s like a message from a friend or one of my kids. I believe that you moved to Northeast Ohio; I live in Northwest Ohio. Enjoy the day.

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