It glows, it moves, it gets trailed in the pond and still comes out looking great! Compared to the fur coats at Sax, Squeakers is way ahead. She probably has the best fur coat in the world ... Well if we don't mention her cousins the white tigers etc. I don't think Squeakers would know what to do with a white tiger. Probably hide, I hope. Here she was on one of the last perfect fall weekends, hanging by the pond with me, taking it all in. And yes, I'm going somewhere with this, it's not just another excuse to put a picture of my cat on the blog. Actually domestic cat fur is very low quality and, for some reason, does not make good coats. At least that's what my mother told me and she was a fountain of bizarre trivia and almost always correct. Also I believe her because if not I presume there would be a very active industry of cat farming, not good for the cats. Unfortunately that doesn't help the minks, don't get me started ... again.
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