Speaking of spring...
I am certainly happy that, this spring, the local intact cats have decided to find some other locale for their boudoir. Last spring, it seemed like “mating season” had been declared right outside my bedroom window. The yowling and the screeching...! At all hours of the night...!
Which reminds me of a story a woman at work told me. She’d gone home one day, and found two cats in her backyard, busy mating. She mentioned this to her neighbor, who asked if by any chance she’d seen them the day before.
No, she hadn’t. So her neighbor described finding the same two cats in *her* backyard, mating, but it was obvious the male belonged to a little girl, and probably had only gotten away from her a short time before, because he was wearing a pink collar and a tutu. Which wasn’t impeding his performance in the least.
That I would have liked to have seen. Cross-dressing in cats. LOL!
Which reminds me of a story a woman at work told me. She’d gone home one day, and found two cats in her backyard, busy mating. She mentioned this to her neighbor, who asked if by any chance she’d seen them the day before.
No, she hadn’t. So her neighbor described finding the same two cats in *her* backyard, mating, but it was obvious the male belonged to a little girl, and probably had only gotten away from her a short time before, because he was wearing a pink collar and a tutu. Which wasn’t impeding his performance in the least.
That I would have liked to have seen. Cross-dressing in cats. LOL!
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