Good morning! It’s pouring. I’m reporting from Stormy’s stall:
It’s what happens when Management neglects to drop the lock in:
“Permit me to ‘escort’ you out, Francis:”
That’s alright, Stormy, I can find my own way:
Anyway, here’s one cat plus one raincoat:
It adds up to mischief:
Don’t worry, Luna, that cat-cop was not about to let you pull that wet raincoat onto that dusty ground. 🐴