I have slept in some strange places with some strange people over the years but the Catholic Church has forgiven me and some good doctors have cured me.
The tom Trouble does not have an ounce of fat of fat upon him - he is long and lean. But on Friday night, the 28th of April, he flopped on a small perch in the living room for some sleep. I understand that a cat has 244 bones connected by feline jelly and that a cat has nine lives but sometimes a cat simply amazes me. The cat looks fat here but he doesn't eat much - he's just all "scrunched up" to fit his sleep perch.