Yesterday I gave 2 drivers a meal. One, a man, not Buddy. He is a nice looking guy about my age, trim (!), very quiet. But today he was asking me a lot of questions about myself and saying, repeatedly, how the food was so delicious. Who knows? I need to find out if he likes cats.
And cats. Spotty gave me a heart attack. I went outside to take out the trash and I found Spotty laying in the street.
I screamed and ran to him, he jumped up and ran away. He was fine JUST AN IDIOT ORANGE BOY I gave him a good scolding. Over 20 years in that house and I 've never had such an idiot! Ahh! Blood pressure going up just thinking about it!
Someone gave me a cash gift and told me to buy myself the graphic T-shirt I had been talking about "NOPE Not Going To Happen". Perfect for riding the bus!
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