There's been a lot of whispering in Grrrville lately, but it's not me--I swear it! The Secret Kitty Cat Club is so secret that I haven't even been invited.
As you may recall, our cat Moriah died in December. She was 20 years old, and I got her when I first moved to Houston. The day she died, Carrie had an idea: let's get Baba a kitten!
Marcia explained to Carrie and Pearl that when someone loses a loved one, you let them grieve for a while. You give them time. And they've been patiently waiting. A birthday kitten, maybe that would be the best way?
Well, the plot to buy Baba a kitten has definitely thickened. Pearl seems even more excited than Carrie. The whispering has become almost deafening! And my next birthday, Sept. 22, is not so far away.
The Secret Kitty Cat Club has meetings, minutes, everything. I imagine there's even a gavel and Robert's Rules, although I can't say for sure. According to these notes--which I "borrowed" from the kitchen counter for an hour or so--the big event is in the offing. But until then, I know nothing! And neither do you, okay?
Robin, this is so amasingly sweet!!
Posted by: Julia Gori | 15 July 2010 at 09:17 AM
Gracias, Julia. I think my catless days are numbered. And I think it's an increasingly small number! xo
Posted by: Robin Reagler | 15 July 2010 at 01:09 PM
omgosh this is the cutest thing I've seen in weeks.. :)
Posted by: Sociosound.wordpress.com | 10 August 2010 at 04:26 PM