The Two Lives of Cats (and Kale)
When I moved back to my townhouse in November 2011, I was pretty beat up. I was down and depressed and these two felines greeted me. The Welcoming Committee as it were. This pic was actually after I kicked them out of my kitchen. I had left the back screen door open while I was out fetching something out front from the move and these two let themselves in. I looked at them, they looked at me. I figured that my previous tenants had allowed them into the house and fed them. The cats/kittens had the look of, "Who are you?" I had the same question for them. The were feral but well-fed. The best of both worlds I suppose. A bit later, I heard a Latina Lady (or Latinx I guess is now the term) from a townhouse down the row calling for them in Spanish to give them some vittles. Who knew the cats were bilingual? As the years have gone by, the two have become one. I think one of the guys fell down a sewer because I had heard a meowing from below the sewer grate a couple of y