It is cold these days. Sometimes down to Professor Celcius´ blue twenties, minus four for Mr. Farenheit. I stay snugly warm inside. The rescue shelters are all full of cold animals, some with ears frozen off, tails frozen stiff. One horrific story today of a grown Tom frozen to the ground. Being homeless is not a game.
And we got two very pregnant cats in from the cold. Continue reading “a kindle of kittens” »



If you can do a half-assed job of anything, you’re a one-eyed man in a kingdom of the blind.
An insane man have placed poison around Oslo, hidden in little piles of sawdust, to murder dogs.



