More than once when my mother was going out for the evening, our cat would give her a ‘hug’ by clinging to her leg. My father and I would be laughing, and she’d be upset, worried that her nylons would get ruined. Reply
More than once when my mother was going out for the evening, our cat would give her a ‘hug’ by clinging to her leg. My father and I would be laughing, and she’d be upset, worried that her nylons would get ruined.
I believe that’s Bettie Page in the Navy