Maine Coon watching Nebraska ground squirrel eating Rose Moss flower buds. “Varmit!” “Yes, Nala. The squirrel is eating our little pretties, but your oh-so refined hunting skills will not be necessary today.” “Dream on, li’l kitty. You’re a cat with an inside job. Feel lucky.” Later that night, Lu and I saw the Moon spying … Continue reading Agent Nala On Spy Duty