Dane Larsen blogs about babies, flying elephants, and geographic contingencies
For some reason the phrase, "I caught you a delicious bass," came into my head. Then again, also the good old days when we would sit outside after hearding the cats figureing out which one looked the tastiest.
At least you understand me, Kess.
It that how they celebrate Thanksgiving over there? I can dig it. But I never was a cat person...