They're back . . . it must be a summer thing.
When we first moved here, we started hearing what sounded like a perfect mixture between babies crying and a bag of felines being hit against a brick wall. We started investigating and found out that it was the stray cats that live under our house. Some say that they do it when they're in heat. Others speculate that they just get lonely when it rains.
Around October they left, possibly headed north for the Winter? However, this week they returned.
When we first moved here, we started hearing what sounded like a perfect mixture between babies crying and a bag of felines being hit against a brick wall. We started investigating and found out that it was the stray cats that live under our house. Some say that they do it when they're in heat. Others speculate that they just get lonely when it rains.
Around October they left, possibly headed north for the Winter? However, this week they returned.
We've nicknamed them "cat babies" and at this point they're changing everything we ever thought we knew about them. 
1 comment:
Cat babies! You can babies your cat! Bullseye! It's better if it doesn't make sense...
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