Sunday, April 21, 2013


I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.  ~Edgar Allan Poe

Lil' Mel is now ready to sit in the Club he was named after...Well the first night he spend up in the club and I went to go see him, he disappeared. I think he had fallen through the cracks somewhere and fell down to the Melatonin House in the garden. Good thing cats fall on all fours.

Of course how can you get mad at him for being a nosy kitty who wanders around? Not with a face like his. He is so adorable all pink.