Will and I are headed back to Kansas City this weekend, and that means we need to board Mellodee for the first time. We found a luxurious place right here in Angola, so we are confident in her well-being. If you can't tell, I'm already attached and worried about the stupid cat. There are three things that prove that I am too attached to the kitty. First, I was the one who searched for places for her to stay and made Will check this one out; I worried about it for a week before I acted. Yes, worried about the cat. Second, there is a huge, very pregnant, territorial cat that lives across the street that better stay away from our cat or I'm going to lay the smack down. To keep with the Batman comic references, I looked up Catwoman’s enemies and She-Cat was listed, so I think I'll refer to the evil neighbor cat as She-Cat. She better back off. Third, and this is a collection of sickening acts, I feed her, give her water, hold her, pet her, and even talk to her...completely disgusting. I’m worried, protective, and loving toward Mellodee. The sight of my words makes me too weak to type, so I must make this one a short entry. Wish me well.
Carolyn
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