Mother is enjoying the company of her new, as yet unnamed, Siamese mix cat.
A couple of days ago, she was standing and talking to the curled up bundle dozing at the foot of her rocking chair, when she turned around to see the cat sitting right behind her, gazing up at her quizzically.
Mother took a second look at the dozing bundle. She'd been talking to her fuzzy slippers.
Monday, December 15, 2008
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