These are just thoughts about my cat while I'm in my sleeping pill state of mind. My daughter got her for me for this past mothers day. I picked her out at the Humane Society. I really liked another cat better because of the markings but I knew my husband said that if I got a cat that "it's your cat". And this cat responded to him, where I would have had to work the other kitten to come out from under the bed.

Well, this adorable little cat has chosen my husband to be her human!!!!!!!! And he loves every minute of it. We had Christmas at our house and I had to lock her in the bedroom because she would growl at anyone, including my 5 year old granddaughter!

She won't even get on my lap unless I have an afghan over me. Right now my husband is downstairs channel surfing on his new 51 inch TV but the cat is here with me like she always is. But she won't get on my lap. She just sits in a chair beside me. She loves to groom me so I know she loves me but I just wish she would sit on my lap. OK, that's enough sappy story for tonight.