She’s tabby, about 9 months old and starving up near a spring on Collserola–the drought means there’s very little to eat. From the delicacy of her manners I’d say she is domestic, and my guess is that her owners dumped her when they went on holiday. I can’t take her in, so I’m going to feed her until someone can. No loonies. Contact here.
- Time for Spain to adopt the Western calendar?
Mañana will do.
- Wanted: Cádiz reader
Any kind of reader would be nice, but this is special: I’m trying to get hold of a book by Miguel
- No camera, no (no arse)
If United hadn’t made me put the bag in hold luggage, and if United’s notoriously light-fingered (and heavy-footed) baggage handlers at
- So is this gypsy witch getting the shop girl to stick the egg in her chichi or what?
Conoci una gitana muy simpatica en mi tienda, a pesar de que nunca las he tragado, congeniamos. Le hice un descuento
- A passion called asparagus
The kinky Murcian waiters clique is anxious to watch rude muscles bulge and divine blood flow in Mel’s Pash and will