Sept 15, 2021 Snowbee The Cat
Snowbee sniffed the air. She could smell him. At least she thought it was a him. Her fur stood on end and her nerves were sharp as the claws on her feet. She remembered the smell from a couple of weeks earlier. It was that little bear cub. He was back. What was he doing in her neighbourhood again? The little white cat looked around, the light was fading but she wanted to know. She wasn’t sure what to think Read more