As soon as the weather got warm, I opened my windows and heard the music of cat sex. Yes, that strange and misleading noise can only mean one thing: Kitten season starts in June.
I was thinking it had been a while since I posted cat pictures and made a mental note to grab my camera next time I saw one. Lo and behold. Mr. Creamsicle here was perched on my car roof. Bruce actually had to shoo him away.
By the way, I googleimaged "creamsicle" and found this unfortunate ad: