So we gave up our kitten to a girl (about 18) who's cat died and said she was super lonely with out him. Misty (the kitten) liked her right away. She played with the girls boots then, sat by her with her feet curled under her. It was harder than I thought and I cried a little. However, I only felt sad when she left and I am quite certain that today I feel relived.
As for the joys of being cat free last night I brought in a large pine branch for Christmas. I took out art supplies and I sat surrounded by little bits of wire, beads, and paint no one around to steal them. I was inspired to start a new art project and started the day drawing while the hubby sat joyfully reading the New York times. (Okay your right we live and easy love filled life). But hey, I like it that way. Since the cat killed all my house plants I went out and I got a new plant a Calla Lilly and it is beautiful. I wonder does it count as a pet?
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