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In which I talk about Anne McCaffrey. Among other things.
( I get to the point eventually, really I do! )
( I get to the point eventually, really I do! )
Last night was such nice weather that I left my bedroom window open. At about 11:30, I looked out to see a couple of kittens--five weeks, six?--cleaning up the leftovers from the ferals' supper. I gathered up a couple of cans of cat food and went out. There were at least five, and when they saw me they bolted into the bushes, but I put the food down anyway. Judging from at least one of them, they're Cocoa's litter; I knew she'd given birth and was nursing, but not where her nest was.
( Cut for slightly disturbing content involving the death of an animal. )
( Cut for slightly disturbing content involving the death of an animal. )
Last night was such nice weather that I left my bedroom window open. At about 11:30, I looked out to see a couple of kittens--five weeks, six?--cleaning up the leftovers from the ferals' supper. I gathered up a couple of cans of cat food and went out. There were at least five, and when they saw me they bolted into the bushes, but I put the food down anyway. Judging from at least one of them, they're Cocoa's litter; I knew she'd given birth and was nursing, but not where her nest was.
( Cut for slightly disturbing content involving the death of an animal. )
( Cut for slightly disturbing content involving the death of an animal. )
