One Cat-bble at a time.

Perhaps you remember Seamus.

No, he is not a cat, but he’s a dog who knows what he likes. And what he likes is to eat one kibble at a time.

Well, I am a girl who is looking over from the fairer borough at the pointer/louder/brighter one and, though momentarily composed, I am also thinking of all the things I have to do. What Seamus likes more than anything is to eat one Kibble at a time because it calms him. What I like to do is wear fifteen sweaters and jam-pack my day full of activity and over-eat and over-drink and worry myself into corners.

But today I will be like Seamus, and offer you one Cat-bble at a time.

Peace. Good will. May handfuls of candy and squirrel visitors and dinner guests be with you.

Jake and our kitten. Kizzes 4eva.

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About bearicaquinn

Smallish, smushy in the sad parts, certainly destined for cat-lady-dom. Enjoys boats, bikes, black coffee, pug faces, sourdough bread, the morning when you have slept long enough, beards, mountainsides, art, rooftops, etc. Will continue to live in things that are interestingly shaped. So octopus.
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