
Moo Cat is the biggest character of all my feral cats. She’s almost like a cartoon character. If she could talk she’d be making all these Donald Duck sounds — groaning and complaining and muttering curses under her breath before she starts squawking in exasperation at the top of her lungs. Ha ha. . . Hard to believe she’s gonna be 14 in a couple of months — which is just about 70 in human years. I keep looking for signs of aging. But she’s just as full of piss and vinegar as ever.