I was up on Her desk when She looked at some stories people had sent Her. One was a picture about a big, fluffy cat that said no no no no no no no instead of meow. That did not sound like a happy cat. I don't actually meow myself, but I make nice little noises - at least that's what She says. I am relieved that I make nice sounds and don't say no no no no, etc. Kasey says meow, and when she sees another cat outside the window, she makes a gurgle sound. It makes Her laugh when that happens. Another picture showed a cat that says meow, but that cat has two faces. The lady that owns the cat says it is not likely that such a cat would live more than a couple of days, but this cat is twelve years old. That is way older than Kasey and me.I am amazed to see a cat with two faces, and I am seriously glad that the two cat faces in this family belong on two different cats.
There is lots of amazing stuff on Her message list. Lots of pictures of Her beloved Eddie, and lots of funny sayings. There was one story that made Her cry. It was about a girl who could not ever hear, but she got something done to her ears and now she can hear. She had never heard her own voice. it was a sweet story. It was happy crying, you know.
Excuse me now. I have to go remind Her to take some pink fish out of the freezer. Cheerio.
Friday, September 30, 2011
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