It truly was. I saw her picture online because there was a cat we were thinking of getting before Baroness Frosty but he was high needs and after Wellington my poor special needs kitty, I was in for a simpler cat. I wanted a cat with presence. A cat with personality. And then her picture came up. My Mom was into her from the start. I remember pulling up to the pet store and she was looking out the window from inside her cage. The minute our eyes met she turned around and went to the front of the cage. I think she knew that I was the one that had come for her. I remember opening the cage and petting her and she was the softest thing I had ever felt. She just sat there and let me pet her for the next ten minutes because she knew. I knew. Everyone knew. This girl was the cat for me.
Saturday, September 9, 2017
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I can see that pose as an oil painting behind the desk in your evil lair.
Now you are working WITH me.
She is indeed a regal beauty.
I've always be working with you, brother. It's just that my methods sometimes run adjacent to yours.
I count on that effort to make my schemes work properly.
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