Purr-fect Sunday

What a relief! She is not so sad anymore, and I am stayiing by Her side to show Her how glad I am about that. We had our butter today, and She is even chewing a little better. Of course, I can't help it if I get kind of scared by a noise or something and jump. My back paws still have their claws, and so it is possible that a very scared jump will give Her a scratch. I am glad that didn't hapen when She was feeling sad, because I bet She would have yelled at me. I would not like that to happen. And anyway, I am very sorry for the scratch.
Mable'sMom and She went to have some very special ice cream. They had a lovely talk, then both had things to do, so they went on about their business. When She saw Mable'sMom, She gave her some special bones She got for Mable. The store didn't have the bread with the black berries in it, so She will have to go one more day without it. That's OK. Plain bread is OK, too, I guess - as long as there is butter on it.
Right now, She is trying to think of a way to get some money so She can go see Her OperaGirl and go to a play that Her Eddie is in. Oh, these darn teeth, She says. That is where all my money will go! OperaGirl will understand. I have left Her alone long enough. Time for more snuggles. Chow.