Rocky alerted me that we had a visitor tonightand Rocky's alerts consist of sitting in the window and howling at the top of his lungs like he's being horribly abused. Now Rocky alerts about all kinds of things - bunnies, neighbours, squirrels, so I peeked out the window but couldn't see what set him off. So I went outside to see what was up.
This time it was a lovely little kitty.He obviously belongs to somebody- he's in great shape and looked to be about a year old and judging from the thickness of neck, I was pretty sure he was still intact. He turned around, tail up and gave me a good view - and yep - a full pair.
I don't mind people having outdoor cats, but it really upsets me when they don't get them fixed. It's safer for the kitty - less fighting - and helps keep down the unwanted kitty population - why don't people understand that?
Anyway, enough griping. Mr. Kitty stayed for a little scritchand a little snack and then continued on his way. Rocky still won't stop sniffing my pants.
I wore my Veylas to work to day and ... I feel a new obsession coming on. I want fingerless mitts in all sorts of colours! What are your favourite fingerless patterns?