Cat Prison
Today was the day to pick up the kittens. The breeder is in Pennsylvania, so it was about a ninety-minute drive. That meant a ninety-minute drive back, which I was hoping would not be ninety minutes of kittens howling. A few minutes of kittens screaming is cute, but it gets old quick. The first kitten in the box was a screamer, so I was not optimistic about the ride home, but he calmed down after a while.
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