Another cat blog entry...

As I sit here, trying to peck out this meager attempt at a blog - Bey, my cat, is weaving her away around the monitor and trying to completely block my view of the screen. She seems to be watching the type move across the document - and although she’s not sure what I’m up to - she’s purring, so I have to take this as my go ahead to lay down a bit of thoughts for a friend. 

Baby, was given to my mom in a coffee cup my senior year of high school. She was my mother’s cat - I left for school shortly after Mom got her and didn’t look back.  So it was Baby who Mom could hug without embarrassing.  It was Baby who watched Larry grow up and leave for the military. Baby who protected me from all the dark forces lurking in attics, and basements, and long dark driveways. Baby who stayed with Mom through life change and loss after loss..and never asked for anything more than turkey and a back rub.  

I hope you’re with Cobb Webb, Chow-Chow, Valentine, and Tommy and maybe if there’s an ODU scene up there you’ll roll around with Baby Gardler and Shorty and the countless other fur children that preceded you.

so many hugs sweet girl...

Baby Cat Paxton