Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Nikki


My couch companion as I type.

3 comments:

  1. He is very old and cranky. But definitely the heart of the house.

    When my husband and I were separated I took the cat. And I lived in a smaller house closer into town. One day the cat was gone. I was worried for days, then Joe calls me to say the cat is at home.

    OMG - that's like 7 miles away, across an Interstate. Over time we got back together and I told him I thought that Nikki was a sign that we were all meant to be together.

    4 years after we were back, all back to normal, my middle daughter (of the purple hair and tattoos) tells me she took the cat over there.

    Ha!! Signs, shmigns.

    :)

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