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Learning to Love the Common Cat

From the archives, just for fun 🙂

Musings of a Gypsy Soul

It’s true that The Beggar’s Bakery is a blog heavy on the substance abuse recovery material. That’s my passion. But through the ages (the nearly three years I’ve been blogging) I like to mix things up a little on occasion. I am also a “recovering” cat hater. Truly.

Recovery is my passion, but it’s not my ONLY passion. There is also my family, and the kitty cats – animals of all kinds, really – and chocolate, and music, and clothes with elastic waistbands.

Here is one from a blog I maintained for, um….about two posts. But I’m re-posting it because sometimes you just need to write a little, er….FLUFF to go along with the heavier issues.

What’s fluffier than kitties?

This is Catsby, the first cat I've ever heard that is truly mine, a Mama's Boy through-and-through. This is Catsby, the first cat I’ve ever had that is truly mine (Bob claims him, too, but he is a  Mama’s Boy through-and-through!)

I used to have a funny…

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2 thoughts on “Learning to Love the Common Cat

  1. I’m 55 and three years ago a friend asked if I could take a friend of hers two 14 years old cat brothers. I did it in a heartbeat. Growing up we had a a cat. I live alone, work strange hours, and they have been great. The companionship has been a blessing.

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