With help from Chester. And none from Diane.
She came around the other day and was terribly charming, so I brought her out the classic saucer of milk. Technically a finger bowl of cream. Just because she’s a cat doesn’t mean she shouldn’t be offered the same quality I’d offer any guest. Then she was off and I thought that was that. But […]
I think he has fine relative pitch. Almost anyone you talk to who claims to have perfect pitch actually has relative pitch. Like Chester. My dog.