I’ve been busy.

Really! I’m serious!

Anyway, the point is that I have no new pictures of Kat and Kit, so instead I’m giving you pictures of Slate.

Slate was my parents outside cat, and at 17 decided she was NOT going to be an outside cat anymore. Since my mom refused to have an inside cat, Slate came to live with us. Kat and Kit were not happy with this turn of events, but as Slate did little more than lie on our laps to be petted, and sleep, it wasn’t that much of a hardship.

She died at the age of 18.