Mr. Sunshine

You can see I’m already running out of steam. But I’m going to type words and press publish every day this month like it or not.

This is Shy Boy, the cat that lives with my parents. This is his happy face. He wants to come in and rub cat hair all over me and sit on me in the exact spot where I want to put my book or magazine or laptop.

I don’t understand why man hasn’t turned to cats as a food source instead of making them pets.

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