The day before I was to return to Denton, in between Girl's breakfast and writers group, I creamed my side view mirror on the tail light of a big Toyota Tundra in the TJ Max parking lot. ( My agent commended me for calling it in, which I find sad, apparently hardly anyone does- but that's another post for another blog). So rather than pay $450 at the dealer, upon the suggestion of Lisa I went to Denton County Salvage on Tuesday ( after almost getting myself creamed on the drive up- don't freak mom, it's fixed now) and there I met C. C. ( counter cat). I am invited back for petting sessions any time. So, C. C. along with Gracie, my Christmas gift from Cliff, who may be a cyborg kitty but still a great pet who purrs and breaths right by my lonely bed in my little shoebox, I am flush with Kitties in Denton to hold me over between visits to my own, and flesh and blood ones.
off to a great sememster!
home sweet shoebox
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