Sally looks radiant this morning. She's the only one of the three that never causes any trouble.
Even though she was found on the street, she's very ladylike. Cat royalty.
I remember first taking her to the vet a few years ago. He remarked that she wasn't a typical Kuwait Street cat because she was pure white, which is very unusual. He believed that she was dumped by a breeder (which is probably also how Shani the Bengal mix ended up on the street).
He's a good vet, an Italian gentleman. He kept calling her 'baby'.
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I'm rambling now, but I often post on Instagram. Not as an influencer (I've got a real job) or to get followers. I just use it as a scrapbook. Anyway, I hate animal breeders and people on social media who exploit animals just so they can get lots of likes and have their fragile egos stroked.
An 'influenza' (who also breeds Bengals) saw one of my kitty pics and sent me a message saying that they could get me lots of followers and raise my profile (which is the last thing I want, I like to be low profile).
They ignored my polite refusal twice and instead persisted, and at that point my politeness evaporated.
I asked them how many kitties they rescued but they dodged the question (as expected).
By now, my blood was up, and I was in full flow: I called them (censored version) the lowest of the low for exploiting animals and trying to make money from breeding which is one of the reasons there are so many strays. They're dealing in misery.
I then told them in no uncertain terms that the world (and cats in particular) would be better off without them and I suggested to them (bluntly) how they could make this happen.
I got reported and restricted for that. But it was worth it.
Rant over.
And while I was tapping that out Sally has decided to go back to sleep. Well, it's Sunday morning after all
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