Went no where

Food in crock pot, Still tired, Cats on lap, I thought about stuff, Got to rise put flee stuff on firpeople, Not necessary to chat, Eat supper, Data not wasted if resting was needed, I kept those safe in house, Tomorrow when out I’ll seek future endeavors, Return hopefully to those I love, Rest and

Theodore the forth

Roddy from the streets, Thinks chewing on me is ok! I seated his noise twice, I feel bad about that, Its hard to teach gentle when he thinks tough works, Tough mean,never works, He whipped a paw earlier, I was glad my dollar glasses were up by my eyes instead of where they normally rest,

Other syblings

Raped by man called father, Went to prison for it, State of Iowa allowed him to adopt one more to brutalize! Head and owner of Wildlife sanctuary here in Iowa has saved hundreds, Scared at night, Been married over thirty-five years, Five children their mom, Still scared of noises, Saves animals All animals! Rare fined,

All Night long,all night, I heard in kitty talk-

‘Mom whose that white cat!’ ‘There’s a big Tom in your room!’ ‘He is handsome!’ ‘I saw him first!’ ‘Why’d you bring those home!’ ‘Don’t you love us anymore!’ ‘Where’d that bird go? Cats say the darndess things!

Ceiling fell(b)

Daughter’s best friend and boyfriend arrived from Waterloo, Helped like troopers, Penny’s own daughter could not be bothered to come home to help Penny her own blood mom, Her daughter abandoned Penny like her birth mom an Amish girl nearly sixty years ago, That thought made Penny uncontrollable in anguish, At times Penny reminds me

Did I tell you,

After two trips up into the dead of winter of the ‘Day After’,without Dennis Quad, First trip sixty-five in March climbed like a mountain goat up vertical steps void handrail to hook up an electric heated to thaw out the bathroom frozen pipes, Then the landing full of shoes bought to sell but sit there

Triggers

Memory, We all have them, Triggers are in a way tells, When its cold, I recall my room at the folks house, No heat nor insulation tons of blankets, No bathroom, When young you went down the vertical steps, After being struck i n two o eight by a car, I crawled up the steps,

Squirrels Rock

Pity those humans that build on cliffs in California homes don’t wat h squirrels, Today in Quasqueton, Iowa the strange Fifty miles per hour winds playing havoc with the tree top home’s of little grey and brown Iowan’s, From my office bedroom I watch, A squirrels crib tucked enveloped on a tight little groove secure

I love babies

The wee kitten with the grace of good will nearly two weeks ago after a week of horrid Iowa cold zero to ten degrees the little kitten was caught, I will never forget the look she gave me as she ran, Stopped glanced back, Then disappeared round the corner, Next day she so wanted to

Older cats funny not ha,ha

Older strange data, Not accepting younger mothers, Will bath a baby, Kitten will sleep away from mother in box of cloth shopping bags, Human adopted mom(me)brought kitten back to my room water then up front, Older cats OK with powder puff, Rowdy vocally pissed when young me m seeks her young, More interesting then funny,