The other day, I found this on, of all places, the kitchen table:
We have NO white-whiskered cats in the house!
Where could this have come from?
A spent whisker that I had on my clothes, from some other cat?
Maybe from The PO'M, except his whiskers are long and thick?
A gift from Celestial Angel, letting us know that she has visited?
Da Boyz aren't talking, but we know that they know where that white whisker came from.
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I am thankful for this person:
I tried to drive closer, to discover the name of the cat rescue that the driver works with, but alas, could not.
Keep up the good work, cat rescue person!