Apparently we must starve our cats. This I found out this weekend when I discovered that Cordy (pictured in a pose that is indicative of the kind of life she lives – I couldn’t pan out to include the slave boys fanning her) has been rooting through the garbage disposal to finds scraps of who knows what.

Before you ask – yes she was a stray, but come on!

Oops – gotta run and feed the cats – they’ve had a tough day.

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