Look, I'm just a cat. I live a life of luxury. I don't work. I am well taken care of. I am loved. I write this blog for my own amusement. But I'm not stupid. I know I'm damn lucky to be alive, because I almost died, and somebody saved me.
A person that can only be described as the worst kind of evil shot and killed twenty little kids yesterday, and six adults who tried to protect them, in Connecticut, the state where I was born.
To pretend to be frivolous on a day like this is just wrong.
I'm purring for all the hearts that are broken today. Will you join me?