Message Cats

There is a place on the computer where She goes to get messages from Her friends. There are people that She has known for a long time, and people She has never met. A lot of them are fans of Her beloved Eddie, and they feel like they know each other from the millions of messages they have shared. Some of them She has met in person. There is Her OperaGirl, Her StefferGirl, Her OzGirl, too many to tell you about. It is interesting how much She feels that She knows these people, and since She almost never goes out, visiting with these friends keeps Her pretty happy. She has Her home people, as well. There are people She used to see all the time, like LW'sMom, who is so busy that they can't sit and drink coffee anymore. She enjoys knowing what is happening in the world, even if She doesn't get out in it so much. Our Aunt Heather says she is an introvert. Maybe She is turning into an introvert, because it is so hard for Her to go out. If it weren't for a few lunches with friends, She would stay in here all the time. There would be two things that would make Her not be lonely, though. They are snuggles with Her best cat (ahem), and Her morning full of messages. Friends, I saw what is thawing for our dinner. It is a package of pretty pink shrimp. She will mix it with vegetables and some kind of sauce, and I will be right there to share. So long.