Two cats having a conversation in the desert...

One cat says to the other, "Have you ever heard of two cats having a conversation in the desert?" The other cat says, "No, of course not!" "Good, then we don't need analysis after all!" ...Badabing. I'm not drunk, I swear. I'm just having a little fun with myself. Perhaps I am the one who needs the therapist! That reminds me--they have just discovered which came first in the chicken or the proverbial  egg conundrum. Did you read it? Well, it turns out that after all this time...it was the (spoiler alert) CHICKEN... but I say, that will be true until they find out it really was the egg. (I've lived a long life, I've seen this kind of thing happen before.)

I really do...all of them...and forever...

My little, sweet Zoe

My sweet little Zoe was saved from a life of continuous unwed motherhood. She was feral and had raised one litter of kittens when I first saw her. Those kittens were caught and taken to homes but no one wanted the mommy (Zoe). I told the guys at work if they could capture her and get her into my cat cage I brought to work, I would keep her. They did.  I immediately took her to the vet for her operation. I had warned the vet's assistant on the phone that Zoe was feral but somehow that was not relayed to those handling her when she arrived. Afterward, her file was  marked with a big red tag to show how dangerous and wild she was.  They don't need that flag any more because the vet pronounced her a very sweet cat (after living with me, of course). She IS the most wonderful creature. We have bonded. She is my daily alarm clock, anxious for her first meal of the day--she used to be so frantic for her breakfast but patiently waits for it now.  She's relaxed so much since the beginning. She still does not like to be picked up but she will put herself in my lap facing forward so she can watch TV along with me every night. She is so very special. If people only knew how wonderful feral cats can become with love and attention...and regular feeding.

Cats have guardian angels too, why do you think they have nine lives.

Need I say more...

Same thought...different style.

Inspired by the BP disaster...if you can say "inspired" by that debacle!

Whether you call them Ginger, Red or Orange Tabbies, there's nothing like them. They're cats with a sunny disposition!

They are my  favorites in the cat world...but really, all cats are pretty fabulous!

I truly loved it...sorry it's over!

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Now I have to get busy implementing what I have learned. This is the hard part--but it will be fun too.
It's the journey not the destination as "they" say.