Tesla Slapped Me In the Face

Tesla, hearing something downstairs, bounded down them, saw John, and ran back up where I was sleeping, and slapped me the in face.  Tesla ,my cat, and I are usually awake hours before John and evidently he didn’t want me to miss anything. All though the last time I viewed the clock face, the amnesic night before (when by the way Tesla had insisted on being petted constantly), it was 3 AM! We were now up at seven.
Another animal, causing trouble in Kathie’s household is Bearos, who constantly bought Kathy a time-out in “her” corner. For instance washing fish water off the two gold fish in the toilet! See my book Bearos at Amazon.com.  nancymauerman.com

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