I Heart Cats

I do. I heart them alot. Always have. Always will.
Most men I've know hate em.
In fact, back in 2008, I blogged bout a cat chat with a male chum-
Click here to take a look.
Anyway, I heart cats.
I remember being mad at Mom because she wouldn't let
Me keep any of the outside cats inside-
Not until we got a little Siamese kitten Mom named Minglee
Who was the first cat that ever slept with me--
And so has every cat since, including the one posted here...

Too bad most of my chums hate cats. Too sneaky they say.
A couple men said I'd pick a cat over them...
When I was younger I woulda got rid of cat in a blink if I could keep the guy...
Now being older and continue to ignore AARP membership invites
I'd give a man a lovely parting gift and send him on his way....
Purr-fect man is Christian who likes cats and doesn't think twice bout the poo box--
I do believe he does exist...
Yep, I heart cats!
And proud to admit it...
...I want a dog too....

Toasty Tuesday...

Ya know how bad it feels to get car sick when a nice, really doesn't need to do it person gives you a ride from work? She's one of the sweetest folks I've met-who drives a Ford 250-indeed she told me to watch my step. A fellow cat lover--and I get car sick. No, not horrible sick--just nauseous. So eager to get home and out of her chariot. I appreciate the ride, however it confirms I am a horrible passenger. When she dropped me off and I headed straight to my bed to just lie down and relax. Feel better now. Purrs will do thatl while I watched Rachel Ray cook a pretty good lookin' chicken meal in 30 minutes. Now I'm waiting for my neighbor's brother-in-law J, to arrive. She said in about 45 minutes or so. Bless him. He doesn't know me from Eve. I just pray he can fix my broken down car held together with love and red duct tape.....:)

Stay tuned.