tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2630282149957739674.post4184916177949578887..comments2022-11-23T02:56:05.757-08:00Comments on My Musings: Preparing Kitters for My DepartureAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16275113170240637826noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2630282149957739674.post-44365343081951741692011-10-09T14:36:08.473-07:002011-10-09T14:36:08.473-07:00Dear Karen,
Where are you? At first I was so scar...Dear Karen,<br />Where are you? At first I was so scared I hid inside the bottom of the recliner. Now I am out and playing with my toys and following your mother all around the house. She is an easy mark.<br />I just have to look at her and she stops whatever she is doing to pet me and talk to me in a silly voice.<br />I'm still getting used to when doors shut, but I like the windows. TheAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2630282149957739674.post-68540398847046092502011-10-08T02:22:59.323-07:002011-10-08T02:22:59.323-07:00Don't worry.. Even if your exhausted we can go...Don't worry.. Even if your exhausted we can go home and u can pass out :PKatenoreply@blogger.com