Don’t go there, Ava!
Do you think Ava can fit under there, my terrific daughter Elisabeth asked me when I visited here and George Three after they returned home from work on Friday night.
I looked at their hutch that houses their widescreen TV, thought of the chubby rescue cat that now greets me with a meow and waits for my petting hand, and thought … no way!
She texted me this picture to prove that the curious cat just had to make an attempt to fit.
George was ready for the rescue, she said.
Somehow, the exit came on Ava’s own accord.