Nubbins

Okay, okay, I'll post something.  I'm really not 'in' to blogging, though. But since Big Head and Button have posted, I guess I'll have to go along.  You see, I live outside with them.  We patrol the big yard belonging to our humans.

I guess you figured out why I'm called Nubbins. If you haven't, tough toenails. I was wandering the streets a few years ago, shortly after Hurricane Katrina, and I saw this sign in the yard of a very nice house.  The sign said, "Good Home to All Stray Cats."  So I decided to check it out. And five years later, I'm still here!