Betty Boo is beside herself with the desire to acquire one of the swallows nesting in a birdhouse hanging from the eave outside my bathroom window. The sill is wide, with just enough room for an ample-size cat. It’s where she positions herself, chin up, tail a-twitch, directly under the …![]()
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