When your legs run away, you have no defense when The Girl puts a ball in front of you on the stool. Woe is Cousin Spade.
I’m in Rock Springs to take pictures of the Big Boy 4014 on its way to its new home in Cheyenne and to teach a class on social media. Tune in Thursday for the tale of how Oliver, more whiney than usual anyway, handled my absence.
Kitten Thunder: Life lessons and cat tales 