Giuseppe encounters some ancestral soul food, fresh basil. Well, if we presume by his name it’s ancestral, but really, Giuseppe likes green things, like the cat grass that I grow for them. He’s not all out crazy for it, like Mewsette eating red leaf lettuce and broccoli greens, but he was willing to try out the basil.
You can see by the photo below be didn’t get too far with his taste test. Fresh basil is rather strong—nice for me, but a bit much for delicate feline senses, and we wouldn’t want it to affect Giuseppe Verdi’s fine counter tenor!
Still, he agreed to pose for this photo with the basil especially for Mlle. Daisy Emerald Marguerite. He hopes she is pleased, thinking of her in the window of the historic limestone building, gazing upon Rue Montreal, in the city named for Kings in Ontario, CA. And he wishes to congratulate her on her recent blood tests showing that she is nearly insulin-independent! Yes, Mlle. has slowly healed herself from the diagnosis of diabetes. Nuzzles and purrrrs, Mlle.! J’en ronronne! Purr! (We learned that from Texas, a cat in New York, who is actually from Paris!)
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