Monday, November 8, 2010

All Quiet On The Western Front

As the weather turns cold, the leaves turn red and the sun ducks out of the office earlier and earlier each day, it seems that Cat has opted to spend more and more of her day lounging peacefully indoors. Whether atop a goose down duvet or wrapped snugly in her next of fleece blankets, she spends only a handful of hours awake, and even fewer of those roaming the night looking for prey.

As such, I bring you no tale of death and destruction, but instead a peaceful image of Cat relaxing blissfully, likely dreaming horrific things about decapitated rodents and eviscerated birds.

Consider this a Christmas present from that most sinister of killers: The house cat.

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