
For as long as I can remember, there have been two constants in my life - my love of cats and my love of books. I was an extremely quiet and reserved being who much preferred to live vicariously through the endless mountains of books I owned than draw attention to myself. My cats were content to leave me in peace -- as long as I provided a soft voice and warm lap, prying me out of my shell was not of importance to them. The adults in my life, of course, did not have the same courtesy or … [Read more...]














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