Thursday, August 11, 2011


Dear Arrow,

I'm very relieved to know you don't think I'm fat.  :D

I just ate this amazing-smelling food out of a CAN (you always know dinner is going to be good when it comes from a CAN) - chicken and cheddar feast with gravy!  

....so I'm pretty happy about that!  Mmm-MMM!

One of my favorite things to do after a meal is duck under the couch and just chill.  It's cool under there and I can collect my thoughts.

Tonight as I was collecting my thoughts, I remembered that you mentioned my "goopy eye" in your last post.  Hey, that wasn't very nice.  :/  It's not my fault that I have a broken tear duct and my left eye is constantly oozing brown goo.  

Did you know that if it weren't for that goopy eye I could probably be a very successful feline model?  You may laugh, but there are some very successful cat models out there and I think I could have had a shot at that career if it weren't for this ugly eye (well - and the occasional fat roll; but as we have already established, I'm really not fat...so the fat rolls aren't really the main thing that keep me from cat model stardom).

I guess I've been a little self-absorbed lately.  I've been looking in the mirror a lot lately when Ginnia is out and about doing her school and work and whatever else she does out there in the wide world.  I've been thinking a lot - perhaps too much - about the way I look.  I am aging, you know.  I'm getting to be an old cat.

Ginnia always says I've gotten prettier with age.  Apparently I was really scrawny when I was a kitty.  I was a rescued kitty, you know.  Rescued off the streets.  Before you were even born, Arrow (see image below)!


I'm getting pretty sleepy...so I'm going to sign off for now, my friend.  It's fun to hear of your adventures in the great Northern land of Wisconsin.  Apparently I live near mountains...though I don't really know what mountains are and Ginnia never lets me outside ( no fair! ) so I have no chance to explore them.  Sigh.

Goodbye for now, Arr-Bear.

Love and kisses,

Esther Linnea
(the soft and silly - and vain, I suppose - cat who lives in Colorado)

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