Tiger is my granddaughter's cat. She is a muted tortoise shell calico so she does not get along with other cats. That is why she lives at my house. Anyway, she has a habit of pulling out her fur. Fun times with hair balls. She sits on my mouse and that is the reason my emails never make sense. She is on my mouse pad right now.
It gets even better. I started to turn my bed back last night and Tiger had upchucked on my bed. So, after minor surgery to remove a cyst on my head and a severe headache, I had to change my bed. It is never dull at my house. I still have Picasso. He is 17. If he makes it till May, 2018, he will be 18. My animals live to be ancient.
Honey has developed an allergy to her food, so for now I am cooking. I hate to do that. It is so time consuming. I will try Merrick. Hopefully that will be ok. We'll see.
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