Saturday, February 28, 2009
I think this is the one we call Chester (we've got about 7 orange cats running around here).
I'm pretty sure my main purpose in life is to feed my neighborhood strays. And you know what? I feel so unappreciated in general (mostly by people who could give me a job) that seeing them run out of their hiding places to greet me really makes my day most times. Especially when I don't even have food for them.
Yeah. Especially then.