Sep 23, 2011 06:27
-- the stub-tailed tabby with white blaze, belly, and paws, wandering carefully among the tables on the hotel terrace last evening, that (s)he came to my hand, not once but repeatedly, for scraps of pogácsa.
Spoilt Mike, spoilt Sonny, never to have been so hungry that they would eat even bread to fill their stomachs. And poor little roaming cat
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