I hear you have been talking about me. Even posting about me on your blog. That's just sad. Really really sad. I thought you were a good Christian woman.
That's fine. I've taken my babies. We've found another place to live. A place where my kittens can grow up with morals and values. Something that, judging by your example, your shed can't provide. And, your shed isn't all that. Come on, have you been out there lately? The door doesn't even close all the way. Oh, and your dog could beef up a little bit.
You think it's all ok to go on and on about how you don't like cats? Did you ever stop to think if cats like you? Miss high and mighty. I can raise these 3 babies to adulthood in a under a year (on my own, without that no good tom cat) and have them out of my house- doesn't it take you like, what, 18 years? It's ok, two can play at this game, just wait till you read what I have to say about you on MY blog.
And by the way, mow your lawn.
I'm outta here,