
Sometimes when my feral cats are lazing around at my campsite, laying on top of me, they have a look on their faces like they’re on top of the world.
And maybe they are.
The Psychedelic Sixties and it's Aftermath
Sometimes when my feral cats are lazing around at my campsite, laying on top of me, they have a look on their faces like they’re on top of the world.
And maybe they are.
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