Years back, I had an awesome Panther I rescued and named McCoy. Just 2 months ago I finally was able to nab the local stray tomcat I call Mister Panther, and got him neutered. He hasn’t set paw outside since, and his ear healed. Now he’s just a lil ole house cat.
Things to love today OTHER than the giant hork: (1) OZ’s PJs match Goldie’s, (2)Puck loaf, (3) bonus line from The Boy right when you thought the strip was finished, (4) no sign of Iggy so he must be sleeping like a good boy.
I use the classic, more traditional, “Here, kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty.”