I only remember Bridget from pictures. A sassy siamese who hid under the bed, scratched and hissed at us kids, and loved only my mom. She died when my family moved to Alaska, so I must have been 6 then. It was a bit tragic - a hard lesson in living in the frigid cold. … Continue reading Not a Cat Lady!
Poem 2 for a Poem a day in April! A spring rain Falls suddenly, Swiftly. Kitty and I are drenched. We seek a warm corner, I with tea And kitty Wary for danger. My fierce kitty Chases her tail. She sees it Out of the corner Of her eye. She watches. And waits. … Continue reading Fierce Kitty: A Poem