Remember my grandkitty, Cassie?
I received an email from The Kid last night:
Subject: An Invite
I’m supposed to forward this on to you…
“Dear Grandma Kitty:
I think you’re nice. You smell good and I like the way you rub my belly. Please come over and play with me this weekend.
And I replied:
You’re a good kitty mommy to do as you’re told.
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I like you, too, and think you are the cutest kitty I’ve ever seen and the smartest.
I’ll put you on my schedule for some tummy rubbing this weekend. Maybe we’ll even have time for some back scratching.
The Kid wrote back:
We’re a nutty family, can you tell?. We do make out own fun sometimes.
I’ve wondered how my great-grandmother would feel about the cute little kitty who has her name. This is Grandma Cassie:
This is Cassie’s beautiful daughter, Alice – my grandmother:
My Grandma Alice died the year before I was born so I never got to know her. My Dad said I looked very much like her. I considered that a great compliment!