There's Always Room For One More Friend

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This husband and I…

Often have a midnight visitor…well…not always midnight…sometimes 1:30…sometimes 3:30…sometimes 1:30 AND 3:30…but most assuredly…during the night…Bawl Baby…does his thing…beneath the bedroom window…yowls and howls…wants one of us to come out…and say hello…and of course she does…peeks out…to check on the boys…

Baby…scared of most people…darts to the end of the sidewalk…Best Friend…cozies up…making sure Baby knows…he and the old gal…are best friends…maybe he comes to play…can sometimes hear a game of chase occurring up and down the porch…but it’s more…than just frenemies hanging out…or training an old gal…to deliver a midnight snack…

Those eyes…sweet adorable eyes…say…I want to be…in the club…the old people Best Friend club…I want…to get petted…just like…that other cat…and so we have a goal…a kitty cat goal…a next year…kitty cat goal…let Baby think he tricked us into petting him…and let jealous Best Friend think…it…was his…idea…

And this husband of mine…agrees…