Don't tell wingpig

"I quite like kittens, but don't tell Wingpig."
MAiT

I decided to increase my intelligent memory by walking home a slightly different way today. Underneath some nice dead daisies I stumbled upon, was this little kitten. He came out to say hello, posed for a photo, then scrambled away when I tried to coax him into a game of 'play with a dead daisy'. I'll go back tomorrow and grab the daisies, maybe.

Yeah yeah, I know...flowers, kittens. Nothing to worry about, I promise. Just stop me if I start blipping birds, okay?