I'm at the computer. I'm a captive playmate. Miss Johnson has a piece of red rabbit fur. She jumps up on the desk and dumps it on the keyboard. I toss it down the hall. She fetches it and jumps up on the keyboard. I toss it down the hall, and so on and on and on. And I thought that only dogs played fatch.
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I just got a new kitty, but he is very shy. His name is Soupy; named by a friend after hockey player Brian Campbell. I haven't read your blog for a while. I hope you are doing well. I certainly have been thinking about you. I have to catch up on your postings.
Soupy is adapting nicely to the new environment. He lived under a porch for the first six months of his life. He loves affection but is shy.
A la prochaine fois! J
Hi cutie cat. You are adorable :-)
Our cat, Mr. P., would play fetch ... until he got bored or tired. Then he'd pretend to be interested in something besides the "fetch object" and wander off.
Your blog is a gentle delight, and I thank you for it.
PS: in the cafeteria this lunchtime I saw someone in a Blue Hockey Sweater. I smiled.
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