Feliz dia de los gatos.
Adam heard some kind of something on NPR about how we’re destroying the world by taking in street cats and making them house cats instead of just continuously breeding house cats. Or something like that. I stopped paying attention after he said not to take cats off the streets, but he wound the story into a rather grand apocalyptic tale. I’m not buying it. Street cats for life.
Weaz is only sort of a re-homed street cat since I had half adopted Ralph (her mom) right before she was born. I like to think she has some feral roots and a little street smarts in her, but… look at her:
In dog news, Oliver now looks like this:
Also I went to FrontRowCLT last night, a men’s fashion show benefitting the Coalition to Unchain Dogs. The Coalition does incredible work educating dog owners on the importance of giving them shelter and room to run. They actually build dog runs for owners who previously kept their dogs chained and exposed to the elements. I was hoping there might be some dogs present and my dreams came true:
I wore thrift I bought at Buffalo Exchange a few hours before the show. Jean Paul Gautier (for Target) dress for $18 and a necklace for $9. Not bad.
Perhaps next year they’ll consider a cat fashion show. Perhaps.