Ok, so its true. I’m a crazy cat person. Crazy in the sense that I talk to my cats like I would anyone else. I like to believe that they understand a little more than tone & inflection.
Merlyn (The Momma’s Boi), is 18 year and a pretty healthy old man. Dinah? Shes the Editor in Chief around here. She used to be a pretty pretty princess, but when my previous cat-caregiver, Nik, passed she took over.
She and Merlyn are real steadying parts of my life and with Dinah’s newly discovered thyroid problem, she needs my care as much as I need hers. We live in a symbiotic relationship. They keep me sane.
I’m to sexy for my fur…
Its soooo toasty here
Life In The Passenger Seat 
Sometimes we need something that seems insane as talking to our beloved pets to keep us sane, and I believe you that it works.
Thank you. And for stopping by you get the super duper door prize. SMILEYS :):):):):):):):):)
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