Cat-a-strophic!

For a deferred Mother's Day gift, Rich, Jak and I trotted off to the Big Cat Rescue. These cats were not sad, even if they might have looked that way on occasion to us. Mostly they preened and showed off for us. If only the nasty side of animal trade was a sad history.

This tiger was just plain Hot. She didn't care what was going on because nothing was going to bother her snooze. The big, bright, beautiful reality is that sandwiched in between strip malls and big malls, lies these rough and wild acres of sanctuary for abandoned and abused exotic cats. We took one of the guided tours (the only kind available) and were moved by things like the tiny cat meow of a large wild animal. It was a new perspective.