Red, my cat. Forseeing the rhyme value of such an action, he permitted me to take a photo of him on top of a shed.
(Posted November 18, 2005 09:56 PM)
Come now, and let us reason together: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. -- God (Isaiah 1:18)