It's Good to be Timmy Abrams
I wish I had my cats' lives. Look at the smile on Timmy's little face. If he's not outside chasing bugs, squirrels and salamanders, climbing trees or being terrorized by the tom cat, he's fast asleep somewhere, cuddled up, just dreaming happy dreams. What a life.
Here are some kids playing in a Charlotte park. I may be biased, but I do think we have a beautiful city. I feel so blessed to have found my way to Charlotte.
And for the last time, this is the last report on Dude. He came back from his cruise, we saw each other, talked, things seemed okay, and I haven't heard from him since Tuesday morning, it's now late Friday. So, believe me, this is the last time you will hear about him, and it's the last time he's going to be hearing from me. Emily and Mom, I have failed you once again. I thought just because someone was nice to their mother, sweet and loving to me, that he might actually have boyfriend/husband potential. Very disappointing stuff. I think I'll stick with my bad boys and have me some fun!
To all my readers (Mom and Emily), please spread the message of love and peace in your every day conduct. I will try and do the same.
Sara Abrams
visit: www.CatsAndDogsofCharlotte.com




