We Three, Ginger cats tales

Telling tales, of walking in wild places, of painting, of sleeping in warm places and of mice and other things....

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Maurice: Did you see what Elmo wrote?
Pixie: I think our little brother is growing up.

MizNovember 8, 2007 at 11:47 PM
I hope he doesn't grow up too much, I like Elmo the way he is.
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The Ginger Darlings: St Davids, Pembrokeshire, Wales; When first we started there were four of us, all ginger, and Max. Time has passed. The ginger pride are ghost cats, appart from Elmo. Now the house holds Max, oldest, tabby farm cat, dark, usually found sleeping on a cushion, Elmo, last of the Gingers, beautiful handsome and wonderful who still walks to the high hill top. And now there is Baggage and Bundle, silver mischief in sharp clawed kitten form. The adventures continue.

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