Wednesday, October 28, 2015
Once A Cat Lover, Always A Cat Lover
I swore I would not get another cat after Susie died last summer. It was hard on me taking care of her the last few weeks. On my knees in the yard feeding her with a spoon and giving her water with a dropper. I do put scraps out for the neighborhood cats instead of throwing it in the garbage. Well guess what? One grey cat with a solid white kitten following behind learned to check my scrap pile location a couple of times a day. She didn't come around for a few days so I tried to tell myself that was a good thing. Then we started opening the back door just to see if she was there. When she came back she was minus her cute little baby. Now John is worse then I am about her. When I told him I wasn't buying any more cat food, just giving her scraps he ask me how much does cat food cost? Now she lays in the shade on the garbage can to await her meals served. At supper I ask John what did you name her? Cat, he said. You should have seen the big rib bone she had for supper.