I ate some of my quesadilla, the one with the beef fajita strips and nice bits of bacon. Some of the meat fell out on my plate and I saved it for her. She was out, but she woke me up in the middle of the night purring and licking my hand.
I love her so much, but she's a gutter rat and loves meat scraps. The boy cats are "too good" for that kind of treat.
I have a headache this morning, trying to beat it because I need to do some cooking.
That's it for now.
No comments:
Post a Comment