I know you are afraid of me and I think it is because I have noisy children that are dying to touch you. Don't worry, I understand. I am glad to know that you care for me, too. However, can you please stop leaving mice/birds/moles on my doorstep. I get it. You love me, but are just afraid to show it in (cat)person. I think you are pretty great, too.
Love,
Phoebe
8 comments:
Again? Silly cat.
Cosmos did that too.
hahahah
and mom, it's COSMO. no s on the end. sorry.
i want picture, pleez.
I knew that Hannah - I probably taught you that.
But I was using Dad's laptop because of techno problems we were having and I was afraid that if I went back, I'd erase the whole comment - which I do often on his computer.
But I'm glad to know you are listening carefully!!
Those little gifts from cats are special aren't they? We get them on the mat inside the garage.
i wish we could have a cat.
Wierd, we had a cat named Cosmo too. Unfortunately he met his match in the garage door.
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