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We might have been fooled once by the stinky smells of oyster shells, but we live by the motto never repeat mistakes (mostly).
During our walk yesterday, we passed the pile of oyster shells in the recycling bin. A certain cat was sitting on top of those shells claiming the entire stack as his own personal catdom.
Hu-Dad claims the cat has been there before, but we know better than that. No way would we miss something as obvious as a cat sitting on top of a pile of oyster shells, right?
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Mom ‘n Ebby say: Roscoe, how could you possibly smell “cat” amongst all the other smells that must be emanating from that pile of oyster shells?
That’s a very healthy looking kitty. Roscoe is intrigued.
Thanks for a smile to end the week on! Love that the herd missed the cat earlier in the week!
Looks like a cat not to be messed with!! Have a fun weekend!!
Well-at least this time the cat was spotted-lol!! That cat does NOT seem to be afraid of you guys it seems! I do think all those stinky shells hides a lot of cat smells though. Have a wonderful weekend all!