Posted by on Dec 8, 2016 | 9 comments

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Mama, run…I’m about to sneeze.

Mama said, “Don’t be silly, Loulou”, kitties don’t often sneeze and besides that, it was I who just sneezed, not you.

Well, okay, maybe I was just doing my impersonation of someone about to sneeze.

One guess who that is?  Yep, mama, poverina.

Started sneezing like crazy and dripping and cursing the winter.  But mama doesn’t get things often and I am pretty sure this one will be short-lived–mama gargled with her own vinegar, drank hot Yogi tea with lemon and honey and downed a nice cup of rich chicken soup.  Hey, what else is there?

She’ll be fine tomorrow, I’m pretty sure.

Meanwhile, I’d better go get the Kleenex and keep her company while she recovers.

I don’t like writing my blog alone when I’m so used to collaboration.  Whatever that is.

Okay, okay, mama, I’m coming to keep you warm, just like a little personal hot water bottle kitty!

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