Readers keep asking me if I've done the things in my stories or if the story is about me. I hope this answers those questions. I turned off voting. Can you imagine how terrible it would be if you wrote the story of your life and it got a poor rating? LOL
Ever have someone make an entrance into your life; then refuse to exit for so long you finally find yourself wanting him to stay. Mr. Whiskers came to us during San Francisco's Summer of Love. We soon found we couldn't chase him away with a stick'"and after a while'"we gave up trying and just started enjoying him.