Lucifer the cat is always on alert. He and I are alike. I don’t chomp Mourning Doves for breakfast, but I’m a Type A personality. I always have a plan.
Time off makes me nervous. When I had a real job–the kind you can’t show up for in pajamas–I worked sixty hours a week. When someone tells me to relax, I hear that stupid Frankie Goes To Hollywood song in my head, and the earworm forces me to move.
This month, I’m trying to take better care of myself. Get more sleep. Eat better. I’ve sworn off coffee, wine, and chocolate. I might even curl up with a good book. Like Jasmine.
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Sounds like a great plan. I have always marveled at Type-A folks with the seemingly endless gobs of energy… Love ginger cats.
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Lucifer, named after the cat in Cinderella, belongs to our neighbor. He hangs out in our yard all the time.
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Uh oh… we could have problems. I was nicknamed Gus Gus after the mouse in Cinderella… 😉
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Beware then. Lucifer is a tamed feral. He’s predatory. Ask the birds.
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That cat looks gorgeous!! He looks like he’s a handful and rather cheeky despite the lounging look! glad you have decide to make time for yourself. xx
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Thank you!
The cat is incorrigible. He does whatever he pleases to the dismay of my schnauzer.
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