A tea and crumpet shop for breakfast: Fun! However, they didn’t have any of that clotted cream I read about now and again in English mysteries. Oh well, the jam was pretty good. They offered lemon curd, but it would have tasted like lemon. I’m more of a berry person.
I learned that a crumpet is really an English muffin. Then again, it now makes sense, since crumpets are muffins in England.
What do you desire in a mate? Or even just a date?
Someone who genuinely listens to your every word?
Someone who allows you to go where you desire when you want?
Someone who gives you free rein to select the meal of your choice?
Someone who lets you select the entertainment for the evening?
Or perhaps someone who wouldn’t even consider ever raining on your parade?
One of our furry companions has just such a boyfriend. Isn’t he cute?
I enjoy books. I enjoy reading. For me, reading takes many forms. The two I use the most are with my eyes and my ears. Yes, listening is another way of reading – to me.
Most of the time, I have an audio book going in the car. I recently downloaded from LibriVox It’s Like This, Cat by Emily Cheney Neville. It was read by Betsie Bush. (Here’s a link if you’re interested in “reading” it too: http://librivox.org/its-like-this-cat-by-emily-neville/.)
Betsie has been a friend since before kindergarten. That was a very, very, very, very long time ago. We have endured trials and celebrated triumphs. We have had falling outs and we’ve fallen down screaming with laughter. We have had many years to appreciate one another. Her voice is to me the sound of home.
So, when I started this cute audio story, I was looking forward to hearing the words read by my friend. Turned out, at the sound of her voice, I wanted to talk with her!
It drove me crazy to hear her voice each day, and not be able to carry on a conversation. Ack!
Well, I muddled through, each time I turned this on in the car, talking back at the audiobook by telling Betsie about my day, asking her how things are going, and laughing out loud at myself. I often talk to myself, but I’m sure this was stare worthy of my fellow drivers on the road. I yammered away at my dear friend for most of the book!
Not sure how much of the story I heard. Not sure I can do another one, but I might give it a try. It was nice to have her in my car for a few days.
Betsie, you’re always with me, even when you’re not.
A guy asked a farmer, “May I leave my cat in your barn? I’m moving out of town and cannot take her.”
The farmer said, “So long as she’s spayed, that would be fine.”
… a year later…
My dad says to me, “There are a couple of gorgeous kittens in the barn. We need to talk your mom into letting both of them live in the house with us.”
I say to my dad,”I thought all of the barn cats were fixed?”
My dad says to me, “Do you remember that guy who said his cat was spayed last year?”
I say to my dad, “Sure, she’s pretty.”
My dad says to me, “There’s a new Tom cat I haven’t caught to get neutered yet.”
I say to my dad, “So?”
My dad says to me, “It’s her second litter.”
Morale of the Story: I adore my girls, and I wouldn’t trade them. But as a pet care giver, I need to be responsible.
Please be responsible with me and spay or neuter your pets. It’s called love.
In order to live with a cat, there are certain things we should know. These are things I wish I’d known before having house cats, but I would have gladly gone down this road anyhow:
This is only the beginning. More might be shared later. Of course, I may repeat myself, as somethings are worth expressing multiple times.
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