The Fuzzy Dragon's Den

I didn't tell y'all. Adopted me a cat, currently being called BellaBella, or Bella, although it seems to be mutating to Purrabella, or possibly Parabola. She's currently asleep next to me with her ears twitching cutely. I'll have to figure out where the recharging cord is for the digital and take a picture of her.

Oh, and people who declaw their cats are monsters. Poor baby always looks a bit confused when instinct tells her to knead what's under her feet poor thing.

Also, people who declaw their cats and then leave them somewhere to become strays need to be beaten, shot, stabbed, drawn, quartered (well, maybe just racked, since they need to live through the next bit), and burned at the stake while wearing an oxygen tank and hyped up on simulants so they can't pass out during the fesitivites.

Yes, my purring, chatting, following-Vasaris-around BellaBella was declawed and spayed by her previous owners and then found wandering as a stray, poor thing. Unable to hunt or defend herself, it's a marvel that someone found her and took her to a shelter. I'm glad she survived, but I'd like to do some terrible things to her previous owner(s).

But she's a lovely thing, who is no longer hiding from me in random locations, although she was most put out when I went to bed last night (I'd let her sleep with me, but I *am* allergic to cats, so despite my willingness to live on Actifed, there are limits...)

Hugs, all.