Wallace, My Fab New Cat Friend

We are sneaking through the underbrush.
taken with Afterlight

Meet Wallace, a 15-pounder I met this last weekend while visiting friends in Saskatoon. I tagged along with him through the ferns because 1) he didn't seem to mind, and because 2) I'm that party guest who will tramp around your yard on her elbows and knees talking in low tones to your cat about how tasty bird blood is.

To be clear, I've never tasted bird blood myself, but I figured it was a safe fact to assume from the look on Wallace's face every time the robin in a neighbouring tree made a peep.

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