Given the number of Cairo kitten photos I’ve seen over the past few weeks, I’m beginning to wonder the revolution was actually the culmination of some revolutionary feline underground.
If my cat Enkidu were still alive, he would doubtless be beginning a major — no, the definitive — study of “Cats in the Egyptian Revolution” about now.
Given the number of Cairo kitten photos I’ve seen over the past few weeks, I’m beginning to wonder the revolution was actually the culmination of some revolutionary feline underground.
If my cat Enkidu were still alive, he would doubtless be beginning a major — no, the definitive — study of “Cats in the Egyptian Revolution” about now.