On Saturday afternoon, Dwayne went to get his hair cut (I didn't do a very good job on it when I tried doing it last week), and I stayed in the bus outside the house and was going back and forth doing laundry. At one point when I was heading into the house, I heard a plaintive kitty cat cry. I wondered if Miss Kitty was looking out the window and crying, but then I realized it was Max. He came out from under the bus and wanted attention.
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| "Where have you been?" |
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| "I've missed getting my head scratched." |
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| "Not to mention my shoulders" |
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| "How could you go away and leave and not tell me where you were going?" |
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| "Ooooohhhh, it feels SO good to scratch my back in your yard." |
Max "belongs" to neighbors Eddie and Elizabeth, but he would always be around when we were doing anything outside or in the garage. I guess he missed us!
I got a reminder from Facebook today (April 2) that 8 years ago I posted this as my status: "is enjoying the combination of colors in my backyard - the bright green
of spring grass, the rich red of the 'California redwood' stained fence,
and the beautiful orange of our 'next door' cat, Max!" - so Max must be getting up in years! He still acts like he feels great though.
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