Earlier this week, we had a poop problem. For unclear reasons, I was experiencing a prolific poop explosion and the kitties followed suit. Mama said it was unpleasant, but really, who was it most unpleasant for? Her (who only had to clean it up), the kitties (who did their business in the tub), or me,…
At Chez Bogart, we love us some tubby tabbies. I have three – Kafka, the short-haired orange tiger, Willie, the long-haired ginger lion, and Aeon, the brown and white taberina. While we may say they’re fat – or big boned, or fluffy, or whatever – they basically don’t care about what we think. That’s fine. …
