Lily the Fishgirl

Lily, at about 9:00 every morning, seven days a week, rain or shine, becomes my BFF. She knows when Daddy is making me salmon and she’s ready and waiting.

She waits for it to arrive and then begs as if she thinks I’m going to ignore her mew of starvation. God forbid!

After all the salmon is gone, she cleans her paws, acknowledges the fact she has been properly sated, and goes to lie down with Daddy.

I am Mother of Cats.

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