Catticisms 4

Birds of a feather flock together.

Catticisms 3

A Kokoism:

Never complain; never explain; just throw up that wet furball.

Lillian Jackson Braun

Catticisms 2

Opportunity knocks only once. Grab that porkchop quick while no one's looking.

My Scribe

Mom is good at typing. So she gets the job of being my scribe. Mom says this means she gets to edit my posts while she types. Me don't think so!

Mom asked me what shall we write about. She wants to tell all my funny stories. Me thinks she means embarrassing stories. Maybe I let her tell you one or two stories just to stay on her good side. Purr.

Mom writes about things important to her on her blogs so Sally will write about things important to her in her blog. Sally will tell you about her bff Chrissy, about her adventures, about cat and dog things - you know the good stuff.

Maybe you will laugh or smile. Me hope so. Maybe you will come back and read more tomorrow. Me hope so again.

Catticisms 1

Every dog has his day.

A cat has 365.

Let me introduce myself

This is me, Sally, when I was 2. My 2-leg Mom drew this for me. I was sitting up on the back of the arm chair looking out the window when I heard a noise behind me. I turned to look and they took my picture with a camera. Then Mom got her pencils and paper and played with them a long, long time. Humans are so-o-o funny!

I am a brown tabby. I was rescued from the shelter about 4 human years ago. The people I lived with before did not want me anymore. I am glad. They were cruel to me and hurt me badly.

Mom says we are a family now, a little broken (and missing Mama), but we are still a family, all of us, me too. I am happy to be in my forever home with my family.