Sara

Since the dog arrived my cat is neglected. She retreats to Divina's room most of the time. The dog is rough, clumsy, and smells like rotten chips. I'm liking her more each day though. The other day I made my way down the stairs and Sara, the cat, was blocking my way, deliberately. I scooped my hand under her belly and lifted her. Oh man, she was so soft and pleasant to touch. I realized I hadn't touched her in a day or so. Cats are sooo nice to have around. Joost ah sweetums kitty schookums dare, yes you are!