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is in the kitchen, "helping" me. She loves to park in her favorite spot on the kitchen counter, she's there a lot. She sprawls on a kitchen towel with her cat food dish nearby. A container of fresh cat grass is never far from her eye. She watches me as I fix dinner, she is as content as she can be. She listens to every word I say and sometimes meows to answer me. I miss her when she's not there, I enjoy her company while I cook. She is such a big part of my life and reads me like a book. Other people might think it strange or even completely wrong to give a cat the run of the house but they'd enjoy it too, before very long. My cat is as necessary to life as breathing or sleeping or eating. She graces me with her presense and keeps my heart purr-fectly beating. ||Susan Orloski - All Rights Reserved|| |
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