Ron and I were talking after he got up, before we both went to bed. He told me one of the cats, he thinks Spotty, was crying after I left.
My first Baby Girl would do that, she always took it very hard when I left the house. Until she hurt her eye and I had to give her eye drops. She didn't like me ONE BIT after that. She was pretty much blind in that eye, I should have just had him take it out. The "neighbors" where I lived poisoned her pretty shortly after that.
Anyway, one of my gang is doing that now, I found it very endearing.
I will be glad when the Ibuprofen kicks in... this is a pain that will not quit. I can't take narcotics because they make me manic.
No comments:
Post a Comment