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Moments ago I dashed out to find Greta, who likes to lurk in the tall grass in the early morning, to take her photo for Cat Friday. As my Secret Cat, she is too rarely celebrated here. But when I called her, Leo strode up, as well. They shared a moment, but Greta is just not one of his genetic colony, and must stand alone. In the last photo she spots her nemesis Ted. He alone of the others persecutes her. He is the alpha male, defender of the clan--or he thinks he is; he is the Dubya of the group. Just after I took the third picture Greta disappeared back into the grass. ![]() ![]() ![]() 9:05:16 AM |


