Black Knight found in Parkdale(ish)

This gorgeous Raven-ette creature was found by my friend Nicole, near Dundas and Shaw, hungry as Hades and cold as an artificial nut.

He is staying with Nicole until his owners claim him or until he finds another home.  Won't you email me at ellieanglin@gmail.com if you know anything of this dear heart? 

Thank you for being a cat lover, Nicole!

Vintage Spaghetti Cat.

Snowpocalypse is making it really hard for me to be a good cat lady of Parkdale!

But my spaghetti game is still pretty tight.

That spag better have been room temperature!

Black against White; or, The Snow-Shoer; or, The Winter Cat.

The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . .
It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and falls
Down golden-windowed walls.

We were all born of flesh, in a flare of pain,

We do not remember the red roots whence we rose,
But we know that we rose and walked, that after a while
We shall lie down again.

 

(The House of Dust, Conrad Aiken)