Out of touch with our inner cat
Night falls, and Baby is all eyes, ears and whiskers out on his tether on the terrace, where he and Tiny slip seamlessly into their feral fur-sonas as we, their human companions, out of touch with our inner cat, obsess re the latest topic of interest on Technorati.













i want that cat it so cute my lilttle girl lost her but she not know her cat really is gone out of this world
Posted by: diane justus | September 19, 2005 at 09:25 PM