Russell here.
It’s come to my attention that a few unflattering things have been implied about me in these pages, specifically regarding my intents to supplant a certain Wander Cat in the affections of D. Krauss. Let me set a few things straight:
First, let’s review where a certain Wander Cat spent this past winter:
Follow the tracks to see where I did:
Yep, inside that box thing D. Krauss made. Which, don’t get me wrong, was nice– dry and warm –and definitely fit my Wild’un lifestyle: you know, out all night, stumble home around dawn, sleep snug all day. Yeah.
But while Wander Cat Girl was eating well:
I had to scramble a bit. And if I managed to grab a meal or two through a bit of subterfuge
can I be blamed?
So, let’s scotch those rumors right now. I have no designs on anyone’s current status.
None at all.