Cats……
Cats. “Oh, they’re just like children!”. Yeah, they’re fur covered children. Fluffy babies……and if you believe that they can be a substitute for a child, go check yerself into rehab! And make sure you reserve a place for me……
I’ve tried to deny how much I love animals, but unfortunately the Wombwell blood pervades. “I’m starving you bastard, I’ve got nowhere to go, and It’s bloody snowing”. One look can say so much…… [Read more →]
