i brought in a cat off my street at 3 am one night a few weeks back. bathed her, fed her, took her to the vet. she’s my best friend right now. we spend most of our time cuddling, and, even though she gave me ringworm on my face, i cannot stop kissing her. i named her mazzy, and i swear, she speaks english. i love her with all the love i dont have anyone to give. and i love her with all the love she stirs when i wake up to her in my arms. i hope you know that, toots!
i’ve been really into not googling something i don’t need to know the answer to immediately and just wondering about it instead. you’d be surprised how many answers you can find in yourself!!
if you spend time in local garden centers/nurseries, you’re liable to encounter greenhouse cats! they serve a similar purpose as barn cats, catching rodents and pests that can harm the plants, but mostly they just bask in the sunny warmth of the greenhouse. this is morris, the cat at my greenhouse. (-: he’s old as bones but is the sweetest boy. when i’m lucky, he accompanies me as i care for the plants.
