Appreciated Cats

He makes sure the bathroom counter is cleared of things so that it's ready for Kasey to jump up and get a treat when she wakes up. She will pick me up whenever I ask Her to, even if She was on Her way to do something else. They make sure we have water and kibbles, and let us try some of Their food when it is interesting to us. All of this is to say that They appreciate Kasey and me, and all we have to do is to make them laugh and keep our poo inside the litter box. This is so much better than where we used to live, and we will stay with Them forever.
All day the music has been playing from those three boys who sing very nicely. She is trying to figure out how to see them in person, and maybe adopt them, like She did Her beloved Eddie. He is not very fond of the boys' singing. He says it's opera, but it isn't. She says He thinks that because they sing mostly in Italian. She thinks Her OpreaGirl would laugh about that. Is it because they are just young boys that they amaze Her, or is it the way they sound? She says they give Her chills. I thought the name of their group was odd - Il Volo. But She says that just means The Wind.
It is time for fish today, and I am glad I'm appreciated. Chow, bellas. That's Italian.