In Which the Pirate Presents Feline Friday.
I don’t know for sure that it was Kipling who befouled my couch-pillows with the contents of his stomach, but I’d lay odds that of the two cats here, it was the spotted one. As a result, I had to bring out the backup pillows… and it didn’t take long for Floyd to sit on them, despite their odd shape and his relative discomfort.