I did spend the day watching the three cats become buddies – now they’re all chasing each other around and napping together. Found I could feed the kitten under the kitchen shelves where the big cats couldn’t steal his dab of wet food. He insisted on stealing a piece of spaghetti from me and ate the whole thing!
the tiny kitten
curled up by my pillows
big cat by my kneesspent most of Sunday
working at the computer
I hurt all overtyping recipes
and remembering the folks
who gave them to meRemembering Dad
who, sometimes when I was sick,
would make me eggnog
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The conflation of memories and activities of the cats is wonderfully evocative. (I have 3 cats myself — best of luck!)
Thanks so much Carol!