Crone Cats

I could not be a Crone, because it is for girls, and Kasey could not be a Crone, because she is not wise. Crones are wise, you know. Today was a special lunch for Her beloved Crones. They went to a beautiful place a long, long way from here. Mable'sMom drove, which was fun for Her. Lot's of Mom's were there. Beside Mable'sMom, there was Deena'sMom and Smudge'sMom. Smudge'sGirl said she was really Domino'sMom! The ThinkingLady was there, and The NearlyCrone, who brought her girl, who is a Cronelet. Oh, She was chuffed! It was a delicious meal, She told Him, and they have a vegetables lunch, too, if He wants to go. Of course, He can't be a Crone, either. He and I are out of luck in the Crone department. I saw that She had a box when She came in, and I believe I sniffled fish, but I'm not getting my hopes up until She shows it to me.
Everyone was nice and listened to Her tell about going to see Her beloved Eddie and Her beloved OperaGirl. It was a perfect day, and She is ready to watch some shows with Him and a certain coffee-colored cat. (Ahem.) She feels lucky that She has such nice friends, and I have such cute cousins. She will be patient about waiting to fly away. Don't wish your life away, Coffs, She says. Take each day as it comes - and next thing you know, She will be seeing OG!
Let me check on that box She brought home from the Crones' Lunch. Toodle Pip.