“There is, incidentally, no way of talking about cats that enables one to come off as a sane person.”
~Dan Greenberg
It was first light which meant breakfast for the calves. My husband and I kept hearing something making a kitten sound but ruled it out because we didn’t have any cats. “It must be the rusty hinge scraping against the old metal gate,” I said. About that time, the wind stopped, but the…