Little Miss Kitty is 7 months old now. This means that she fully rules the roost around here. I still absolutely adore her...so much so that I even love her when she hooks my nostril with her teeth at 3 a.m....I told you...love. For the most part though she sleeps outside. She loves hunting the cute little field mice. Originally we got cats because we thought they would help to keep the snakes, scorpions, and other creepies that bite, sting, or have poisonous venom, at bay. Turns out our cats prefer to stalk the beautiful, harmless swallows and the cute and furry eensie weensie field mice. But, nevertheless, at the end of a hard day of protecting the family, Kitty has discovered, like so many of us, being within close proximity to a bottle or two or four of merlot can be quite rewarding.
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