AKA The Crazy Cat It was a rainy February night, cold for Tampa Bay, when I found the kittens. There were 2, frightened and crying. One came to me readily, I thought it was alone until I heard another faint “mew” from the bushes that lined my front porch. Peering into the darkness, IContinueContinue reading “Orange Baby”
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Carl, the Wolf Spider
Am I insane? Does it really matter?
The Work Progresses:
Exhaustion Ensues Very VERY Tired
