We never get to adopt cats from shelters- instead, we hear them crying for their mommas outside and go bring them in and give them a home. This is who we found (in the briar patch) yesterday;
Emily has named him “Cheshire” and I am calling him “Chessie”. It’s quite appropriate- for the first day, he kept dissappearing- all but the mouth.
I have tea reviews but they aren’t exciting, it’s late and I’m tired. Maybe tomorrow.