Handicapped Cats

To be handicapped means that you don't get around very well. I think My little sister, Kasey, is a little bit handicapped, because she only goes  two places -  one is on the bed, and the other is in His office, where she sleeps in a box that is way too little for her, but she squushes herself into it. The one who is handicapped is She. If you saw Her sitting down in Her chair and just talked to Her, you would see that She seems just like everyone else, but when you see Her stand up and move around, you can tell that She would not do well outside in the regular world.  When She goes out, She uses a cane, or sometimes a thing called a walker. That gives Her something to hold on to. Still, She mostly stays inside and He goes to the store and stuff. I love it when She stays home all day, personally.  I just got through a long nap on Her chest and arm, and only quit to come in here to write my story.
There are only two things that make Her go outside. One is to have lunch with Her beloveds, and the other is to go to Cleo'sPeople's house. She did go to get Her toes painted last week, and She had better go and get a haircut pretty soon, or She will look pew.  Oh, and to go to the doc, which is every few months. The doc knows She has these problems, but She doesn't want to take any more medicine,so She just does Her best. The sad thing is that She didn't know She was handicapped until She went with Him on that boat ride. She thought She was just having some normal aches and pains. On the boat ride She found out She was old and handicapped. She will never go on another boat ride ever again.
Do you know what I saw Her fix for dinner? Shrimp. I am the luckiest cat in the world! Cheerio.