Mom goes out without me all the time, which is sort of okay. I don’t want to go out anywhere, but I don’t want MOM to go out anywhere, either. But, whether I like it or not, she goes out. The other day, she took Granny to a doctor and, when she got out of the car, she saw a miniature Schnauzer.

Mom’s sweet and beautiful marmalade cat, Ozzie, died yesterday. We don’t know why. He’s a young cat, and was (we thought) perfectly healthy. He seemed fine, just a little delicate in his stomach, as cats get sometimes. Then, suddenly, he was gone. The vet will…

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