Back in the Summer of '14, we had a young friend visit us. We promised her mom and dad we'd take good care of her, but when we woke up in the morning, we found her on the street . . .
. . . Yes, okay, it was
our street . . .
. . . our
dead-end street, but still.
She was out there sitting on the street.
Because there was a kitty-cat on the street, and our young friend is a kitty-cat whisperer, and therefore, sits on streets where kitty-cats roam.
Hmmm, now that I think of it, we haven't seen that kitty-cat lately. Jacquie, have you checked your girl's suitcase?
Well this title certainly got my attention! I did not know that C Dog was a kitty cat whisperer!
ReplyDeleteI love that about her. Among many, many, many other things.
Too bad her mean ol' mom won't get her one...... (JK!). Looks like that works out for you, Ellie.
xoxo,
Beth
She's also a dog whisperer, take a walk with her and she's ohing and ahing over every dog she sees, and they all love her. why not??? xoxo mom
ReplyDeleteLove this, love that girl. Isn't her hair divine?
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Jaxquie