Cries

I hear kitten cries,

They piece my heart too,

Surely they do!

Today, I removed Penny, my kitten’s mom from putting kittens under the bread rack,

Plenty of room for her eight kittens none for her to feed all at once,

And I loath not being able to put my hands on babies if they need their big cat grandma,

So once again I moved them from beneath,

It wasn’t easy ,

The medicine alone did not open the babies eyes

After I feed Ling Ling and Loo Loo and finally eat before I go to my shed before going to town for cleaning supplies which I might have to start with what I have and go in the morning ,

Temperature in Quasqueton Iowa is duppose to get back up to ninety-four

In the mobile home world without air conditioning that’s at least 100,

Plan on laying mom’s oriental rug in my shed on the nice wood floor the apperation that Penny the human was ever really interested in finding a place to live where she might have a cat of hers back was simpy blowing smoke up my non skirt!

How odd is it that Goggle imagines that every thought is a series if things in need of comma’s stupid,

Penny must be fine with breakfast and moving kittens again because the babies have stopped crying to me,

Well god I hate flies,

Need pine sol ,bleach,fly strips,

Dudn’t go to food bank have two doctor appointments on Friday morning,

Loo Loo is silently crying now,

Bye!