Wednesday, April 13, 2016


Anoka, Minnesota, Circa 2005

It has been a long time since I posted about the feral cats. I named this cutie "Buster" because he was a tough guy and took no guff from anyone. He would let me groom him, however.

Sometimes, he would sit and look at the sky, I think he wanted to fly with the birds.

By Professor Batty


Blogger Jono said...

Maybe he just liked the taste of feathers.

Anonymous Nicole said...

I always liked hearing about Buster :)

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