Seventy-four now,
Too many flies,
Like sitting in a barn,
Pea sald was.horrid so I did not eat it,
Heard nothing from Penny,
Got a call about doing over my bathroom,
I dropped him like a hot potato!
Sweey potato I was going to eat for supper seems soggy on one side,
It’s going out for the critters it the yucky pea salad,
I shall I’m sure sleep like the dead tonight,
New kittens neing loved bymomma cats,
I will have to watch Ptecious in case she has another kitten it too probally dead,
The Oelwein Iowa cet can not see her until next Thursday.
My baby might be dead by then ,
She’s only two,
My baby Precious,
My Precious cat,
Now swatting flies and crying,
Guess I’ll have hard-boiled eggs,
Wish I had a bee.keepers hat,
Then none of the flying bastards vould laminate themselves to my glasses
Val Whitewolf 