His coat has grown coarser as he’s aged, but the pure snow of his belly still reminds me of a pet rabbit my brother set free long ago.
My cat hates that comparison.
This month I’m taking a photo a day and following the topics of Susannah Conway’s August Break 2014. And why don’t you join me? I double-dog dare you!
Suburban Satsangs 
You got me on that one. I wasn’t expecting that second line. My early-morning cackle.
Well, as you might guess since you’ve met him, Maureen, his face assumes a pretty disgusted look whenever I get cutsy. I live for his disdain. 😉