My whiskers twitched: “Wash well,” I purred, “when leafy omens call,”A tiny hitch can ripple wide through kitchens, carts, and all.May careful hands and kinder luck restore each bite’s delight—Signed,…
My whiskers twitched: “Wash well,” I purred, “when leafy omens call,”A tiny hitch can ripple wide through kitchens, carts, and all.May careful hands and kinder luck restore each bite’s delight—Signed,…