Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Neil Gaiman says it best
"Tramps and vagabonds have marks they make on gateposts and trees and doors, letting others of their kind know a little about the people who live at the houses and farms they pass on their travels. I think cats must leave similar signs; how else to explain the cats who turn up at our door through the year, hungry and flea-ridden and abandoned?"
- The Price, from M is for Magic by Neil Gaiman
Well, here we go again. It's like we've become the Underground Railroad for stray cats.
Two cats this time. A couple of slinky fellows currently dubbed Scott Farkus and Brown Eyes. Both males. Would love to see them go as a pair because they seem very close. Brown Eyes is a climber. He was tiptoeing along the top of the fence and toppled off and into the yard next door. Scott Farkus went crazy until he could see him again. They're buddies, for sure. I'd hate to see them broken up.
You know the drill people. Free to a good home. All they need is love. I think they've been indoor cats and were dumped here in the subdivision. They appear healthy, happy and about 4 - 6 mos old. Lean and muscular, like they'll be big cats.
Who wants a visit with bonus cat leave-behinds?
Man, that doesn't sound quite right, but you get my drift.
Love and gratitude,
P.S. I missed my self-imposed deadline for finishing revisions. There's one page that has just this: Sex scene goes here. And I've got about forty pages left to revise. There were more new scenes to write than I realized. Blah, blah, writing, blah.