Making my rounds in the blogosphere today, so you probably already knew. :) Thinking about Karen and her Kitty (sorry for your loss!), I'd like to say we own a cat, but actually our cat owns us. :) She yelled at my husband every day while we were in Oregon (sometimes at 3 in the morning, she woke him to complain) because she wanted to know if we were missing or dead. And if we were alive, then why wasn't he busy looking for the missing children??!!
I missed you, Cali,
the valley snug between pines,
mountains, palms and sea.
1 week ago
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Thanks, Jana. Our cat owned us, too, so now we don't know what time to get up, where to step (anywhere we want? really?), or whether or not we can keep talking to ourselves and get by with it.
I don't know what to say...
But I definitely want to have a pet now.
i rendered you speechless?!! hahahahaha
I know! Serious feat to achieve!:D
wb...
Thanks for reading my Clarity of Night story and leaving a comment. I'm starting to think it is I who has nine lives.
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