I had to sheild the Tiny Cat from Southern Beale’s website this morning, not for the Tiny Cat, mind you, but for Southern Beale’s protection. We’re fairly sure that the Tiny Cat has retired from her life as a spy, but those are not skills one just forgets.
And the Tiny Cat can never know that some cats who have no butt hair really are put in pants. For the safety of us humans.
Holy crap. I feel so bad for poor Quinn – and so lucky that my cats don’t have the same issues.
If Quinn would stop licking his belly bloody he wouldn’t need to wear pants!!
Poor Quinn! Well, he’s certainly stylish in them, so he’s got that going for him.