Oh, listen—you eclipse them
The other pertinent fact about today is that it was the fifth birthday of our wonderful catlets, whom we fed on salmon treats and made much of, for they have enriched our lives ever since they were tiny black soot sprites with tadpole spikes of tail. They purr and they prowl and they groom and they sleep; Autolycus watches movies with me; Hestia sings her songs of hunting the toilet paper. Every day in our house is better with cats in it. Many more, little cats!

(Birthday blep courtesy of Autolycus.)

(Birthday blep courtesy of Autolycus.)

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Sweet Labrador icon, because he never had a mean word to say to cats. A curious sniff or two, but he respected kitty 'back off' signals.
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Autolycus seems to have enjoyed his salmon.
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Oh, and while I'm sharing amusing links, here's a story about a loved and loving animal: https://www.iflscience.com/plants-and-animals/gay-polyamorous-goose-and-new-zealand-legend-dies-at-40/
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Nine
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I love your description of their kittenhood.
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I appreciate knowing that they were spiky soot sprites when you got them.
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