Vivaldi the cat is one sly fellow. He is always doing things to get under our skin. Just the other day, I found him all sprawled out on top of a nice soft pile of our clothes. Martha keeps our dog wardrobe neatly folded in baskets in a room off the kitchen called the servery. Franny and I wanted to go outside and play and when I went to get a couple of coats, guess what I encountered?
November 24th, 2009
Close Encounters with Vivaldi the CatPosted by Sharkey
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