so this is what the big deal was all about…can’t see it myself…this is what shandy and steve were so worried about…why? Nothing happened, as far as I can see…

It’s me again…Lady Bowie…just checking in to see if there were any comments to respond to, or comments Shandy should respond to…if not…c’est la vie. It appears that Joey’s pet has taken up rescuing the unwanted and the unloved…she rescued a kitten from a bunch of Dibbuns that were using her like a football…Bastet will have something to say about that. Flitwidget has gone to a new home, one with a child he can grow up with. It appears that Sparky will be leaving this week, to go to her new home with her pet. I do wish all our pets could get their ducks in a row and get what needs doing, done. I understand that Joey and clan have a fresh supply of treats and wet food!!!This is a very good thing…I never go without treats…especially green treats. Not that I have cat breath, you understand, they just taste good!!!

Greetings and salutations, I am Lady Bowie…My pet thinks she manages this site, has she got another think c0ming. Let me tell you a little about my self…I am a black cat, no fancy breeding…basically by truck out of Texas, by midnite…I suspect my parents were both feral, while I am now a civilized housecat now. I am 5 years old, spayed, and I actually have two pets, Steve and Shandy…I adore Steve…he has the most wonderful feet. Shandy spoils me…shamelessly…my favourite kibble and wet food as a treat. I have my own chair down in the basement. I know when she’s getting something ready to go in the mail to Joey’s pet, Cheryl…I’m getting that feeling now. I have never met Cheryl’s owners but Shandy talks to Cheryl every night, and she tells me about the cats. I was very upset when Shandy told me that Salem had been run over…my pet was upset because she took off downstairs to tell Steve. When she came back up, I curled up in her lap and purred for a while…then I sat up in the window for a while and communed with my lady goddess, Bastet, asking her to intercede on Salems behalf. He was loved, and he is much missed…Hail and farewell, Salem.

As to the other cats, whom I have never met, except in spirit, I send you felicitations and salutations, Smokie, matriarch of your clan, Sari, junior queen, Joey, who has never met a lasagna he didn’t like [or a turkey]. Sparky, who, if she would only slow down, might find lots of interesting things to do, and Messy, who has discovered turkey[what do you mean you’ll make that piece a more managable size?]    I will bid farewell for now and give up the keyboard for my pet to use                Lady Bowie