Does this look infected to you?
It’s spring. Honest-to-God, grass-greening-up spring. Warmer air, buds on the trees and… cats. The cats are outside once more. Lazing on sidewalks in sunbeams, trotting up to you when you “puss-puss-pussssss…”, rolling around on their backs, begging for a tummy rub. There I am, walking back from the bank – I’d already had my cat…