Cyril's mother was a tart. His dad was an overnight guest he never knew.
As part of a clowder (or community) of feral cats, little Cyril was lucky be mentored by an old tom named Winston. Winston, once a high-society cat who had been abandoned, looked out for the kittens that needed help and guidance. He taught Cyril to walk, dance, yowl, and protect himself. One sad and exciting day, Winston told Cyril that since he was two, it was time to go out into the world and be his own cat.
Cyril left the clowder to find a new home and headed west, where he encountered strange...
Cyril's mother was a tart. His dad was an overnight guest he never knew.
As part of a clowder (or community) of feral cats, little Cyril wa...
Cyril's mother was a tart. His dad was an overnight guest he never knew.
As part of a clowder (or community) of feral cats, little Cyril was lucky be mentored by an old tom named Winston. Winston, once a high-society cat who had been abandoned, looked out for the kittens that needed help and guidance. He taught Cyril to walk, dance, yowl, and protect himself. One sad and exciting day, Winston told Cyril that since he was two, it was time to go out into the world and be his own cat.
Cyril left the clowder to find a new home and headed west, where he encountered strange...
Cyril's mother was a tart. His dad was an overnight guest he never knew.
As part of a clowder (or community) of feral cats, little Cyril wa...
