Resilience

I really expected Grandma to have changed her mind about a new cat today, but she seemed pretty excited. And she misses FatCat terribly. I spent half the day cleaning out a quarter of my roll-top desk *sneeze, hack, choke, sniffle* then went to the Cat Foster Lady’s house and saw three very sweet lap-monster kitties, any one of which I think Grandma would be delighted with *sneeze, hack, choke, sniffle*. I showed her the digital shots on camera and told her I’d take over larger prints tomorrow. She evidently wants a longhair, which gives me more trouble than a shorthair, but hey, it’s not my cat!

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