Zoolatry

August 15, 2025

Me, I'm at my laptop. Maybe reading the news (not a good thing to do, but I do it anyway).

Scrolling through old photo files, cleaning them up, an endless task, there are far too many "saves" in there.

Side-eye glancing over to see what June is doing. Often glancing to see what she is doing.

It's necessary to be sure she's not creating mischief.

Usually she is napping. On the day bed. In a chair.

I can snap a cute picture of her ...

Instead, what do I see?

June, glancing back at me.

August 14, 2025

I open the closet.

What do I see?

June in her Lollimeow,

looking up at me!

Surprise, you surprised me! I was just about to grab my shopping cart and bags.

It's senior day at Harris Teeter, time to do our marketing.

What are you doing in your Lollimeow? You HATE being in there ...

I kinda thought I'd make it easier for you this time.

Don't I have to go to that awful dreadful terrible

I-Don't-Want-To-Go-To-The-Vet place today?

Oh, thank you Juney dear, but that day is next week,

you can get in Lollimeow next week and if you do it all on your own

like a really good kitty girl it will be easier for me ...

and I won't have to give you those pills that make you

all loopy-dopey-silly all day long!

S'riously? No crazy pills in my breakfast bowl.

Now that is a bit of an incentive, I do not like the way those things make

me all loopy-dopey-silly, however ... little does she know that the minute

she's out the door, off to market, I'm outta this thing,

never to set paw in here again for the rest of my nine lives!

Your one free-pass opportunity missed mine Mommy.

So I'm thankful. But she is purrably is not.

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