Kitty Cats

There is a show She likes to watch. It is about this really brainy guy who doesn't have any social skills. That means he has aspergers syndrome, She says. All I know about him is that he is very selfish and not a good friend, but he is funny. Anyway, when this smart guy feels sick, he wants someone to sing him a song about kitties. She just loves that song, and She sings it to us, especially when Kasey is sleeping in a round ball position, or when I'm purring very loud. So there I am, a big, muscular cat, being a sweet kitty. Is Kasey a sweet kitty? Don't make me laugh.
There was a lot of talk with Her computer friends today. A lot was about cancer. That is a very bad disease that took away a few of Her very good friends. For years She has given money to this group that helps people with cancer get checked and helped if they haven't got much money. They said they weren't going to help anymore and it made Her and Her friends very upset and sad. Everyone talked about it so much, the group changed their minds, and will still help the poor people. It made Her quite chuffed to hear that. It turned out to be a good day after all.
To make it a perfect day for this kitty, She is fixing that pink fish for our dinner. She knows I love that. So Oddy-ose for now.