A Cat A Day: 52/365

For your amusement and entertainment, I offer a prehistoric picture of me when I was eighteen (note tasteful “Lady Di” blouse), holding Tinkerbell. She has a funny front paw, because she got it stuck in next door’s letter box, thinking it was a cat flap. She lost three toes; very painful. She went on to live to the age of nineteen, so she recovered pretty well.

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