“One thing we have that he doesn’t: three cats.”<\/p>\n
Uh, how quickly fact overtakes report. Four<\/em> cats.<\/p>\n She ran in the door past our ankles as we came in from the pub the other night. A fluffy little smoke, gold, and white calico kitten, maybe six weeks old. The older cats are disgusted: the place is obviously going to pot. Beemer is outraged: she thought she was unique. The new kitten (whose name is Bubble) is boinging around the place, cheerfully oblivious…and strangely steely-calm in a way which has already upset even the intense and aggressive Beemer.<\/p>\n We’re up to strength again: two males, two females… Owl Springs, the Soap Opera. The household is in turmoil. As it should be, I guess…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" “One thing we have that he doesn’t: three cats.” Uh, how quickly fact overtakes report. Four cats. She ran in the door past our ankles as we came in from…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_lmt_disableupdate":"","_lmt_disable":"","activitypub_content_warning":"","activitypub_content_visibility":"","activitypub_max_image_attachments":4,"activitypub_interaction_policy_quote":"anyone","activitypub_status":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-45","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\n