Poop

Poor, When I say poor, People smile, Do anyone listen, I was just asked to tell a neighbor ufbI go to Waterloo would I tell him, Git no soso, No money to buy it, No cat food, Nothing but air in th red shit hole of a bank that pays literately nothing to use myContinue reading “Poop”

Changing kitty baby bed

Old song popped into my head, Not of my generation, Where are you going to Saceraberfaur, Unsure it was a song, Know it was a group not rock, My cousin Karen Heike loved Carly Simon’s ‘Your so Vain!’ I loved all kinds of music, Love the Indigo girls from West Virginia, Mot fun changing aContinue reading “Changing kitty baby bed”

Down to fifty-seven tonight

Nothing natural about evening temperatures, Last night forty, Night before that forty-eight, Well got to take to kitchen my ham its frozen, Grab kittens, Take we babes into supper with their moms then back to blankets, Took moms rug to shed, Locked easy and key came right out, Muss chatting with Sherry, Sure she’s happy,Continue reading “Down to fifty-seven tonight”

Bottoms up!

I hear kittens cry, The door to kitten room is ajar, Yowlling from the kitchen, Theodore’s face is finally healing, Just saying, Been in kittens room twice, Infe to deliver babies, Once to remove babies, Momma cat was hidding kittens, Have to reapply to the grear paying job I know I will be in painContinue reading “Bottoms up!”

Going down to forty-eight tonight

Notrhern Iowa’s cutting  silage , Dome farmers appear to do nothing til after Thanksgiving Buchanan County and Fayette the corns done, but nary a farmer seems concern, Do they see the night temps! I’m wondering if it’s time I shut my windiws for the season.

HMO’s are garbage

But to change it I loose money for food, If I go to the emergency room,they cover my insursurance, But I have no say where I go or who I see, Except for my chiropractor! In a perfect world treating the guy who bought most of my cats food last month would not by theContinue reading “HMO’s are garbage”

Daniel Eric Mathis

My Godson who refused to stand up fir me, Why is it easier for family to believe lies about the innocent? A grown man now thirty-four, Not seen him since 2020, At his mom’s memorial service, I loved him fro. The moment I held him in my arms, And yet he rushed to believe theContinue reading “Daniel Eric Mathis”

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