Doctor Cat

This morning She got up and dressed and left the house without giving me my butter. I was very upset, until He explained that She had to go to the doctor before She ate anything. I was worried. What if She forgets to give me butter when She gets home? I did not need to worry, because the first thing She did was fix coffee-the-drink and Her usual bagel, and I had about six fingers of butter, I was so hungry! There is nothing wrong with Her. I told you before, She needs to get a check-up before She gets Her little pills. The doctor did not give Her a special sticker so She could park Her car closer to the store. Get more exercise, the doc said. The doc's grandma has the same walking problems, she said. Make sure you don't fall, she said to Her. Oh well, She said.
Tonight She goes to meet with Her beloved Crones. They are trying a new place In fact it is the place where She gets Her bagels sometimes. Deena's Mom gives Her bagels from there sometimes, so She will like to have the meeting there.
Here's the thing. She doesn't need to go to the doctor very much, because I give Her lots of snuggles and massages. She says that makes Her feel better than medicine. You're a good doctor, Coffs, She says to me. I may give Her a little massage right now, in fact. Later, gator.