Calendar Girl Blog: Cat

A cat has joined the Breast Team.

Currently, said cat is lap warming.

He moved in yesterday after living under my deck for the past few weeks. It was the roast chicken that I put out in the bowl that won the scrawny, skittish creature over. Prior to that, I'd used dog kibble. Which he ate. But not with gusto.

I don't speak cat. But cat sure does. His whole life story came pouring out in a torrent of twisting between my legs. His raw, bluntly hacked tail, left a trail of goo on my pant legs.

Now, a mere 24 hours later, cat is quiet. His tail is cleaned and bandaged. He slept like a little log, under my arm pit last night. And he just tried typing.

I've checked all the sign posts. No cinnamon cat with green eyes is wanted.

Calendar Girl thinks cats timing is pretty darn good. Halloween is no time for a cat to be out all alone. And Calendar Girl finds the lap warming to be a pretty fine feature.

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