Babur
We named him Babur; the sweet Marmalade cat we kept, because he carried in his stripes a tiger spirit, brave and bold (his less-striped lion-brother we called Simba). “Babur, that […]
We named him Babur; the sweet Marmalade cat we kept, because he carried in his stripes a tiger spirit, brave and bold (his less-striped lion-brother we called Simba). “Babur, that […]
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