I got home from the gym this evening and there, in my flower bed, is yet another peeping Tom... literally, a different tom cat hanging around.
Would somebody please inform the neighborhood cats that Miss Kitty is not available for romance? She's spayed!
Of course, it doesn't help that the little tart will sit in the windowsill and prance around like something straight out of the red light district!
But then with a face like this, the boys can't help but dream!
If they only knew that she was not very much a lady, she's a big bully (and I mean big, she's 15 pounds), truth be known. She torments my poor little (5 pound) Poodle, Penny.
Until next time......