The Quiet Girl

Many of you know that my precious cat, Polly Esther, passed away on June 3rd of natural causes. I miss her to this day. I knew, sooner or later, that I wanted to adopt another cat when the time was right. Little did I know that time would come so soon. I had always wanted to adopt a black cat some time in my life. First of all, I like the way black cats look. I feel they are very understated, but then they are very mysterious and enchanting once you get to know one. Second of all, they are the last to be adopted and the first to be euthanized. Why should people still be superstitious, especially in this scientific 21st century? Why would people pass black cats over in favor of a more "exciting looking" colorful cat? Also, I have read that people "adopt" black cats to use as costume accessories, only to dump them or return them to the shelters after halloween! Nobody needs to be reminded of what occult groups have done with black cats. This is all pure evil i

I cannot get out of this place, It's moving and we won't stop for hours, My body freaks out in a shock. I cannot get out of this place, It's 30,000 feet up And stopping is not an option. The end is near. I cannot get out of this place, I have to step over people in my row, I'm trapped in this chair. My body freezes in a cold fright. I cannot get out. I cannot get out of this place, The teacher is speaking And it would be rude to get up. My head spins in misery. I cannot get out of this place, There's people all around me and my heart is pounding. Will I make a big scene? I cannot get out. Will I shake? Will I pass out? Will I run out of energy? Will I lose control? We shall see, because I cannot get out.

My baby kitty, Polly Esther, passed away June 3rd after 18 years of a good life, and finally, aging and refraining from eating for a few months. She may have been in pain from a tumor too.  I knew Polly would pass away sooner or later, as we all will die eventually. I was happy that she had made it to the legal age where she could smoke and vote. Not that she should've done the former, as it's harmful to one's health, and I think she would've done a good job with the latter, voting for LimberButt McCubbins for president (look him up), and choosing whether to vote DemoCat or RepubliCat. I hope any cat that I am a human to can make it this long.   I have always loved cats. I had wanted a cat from the time I was five years old. I remember laying in bed with my mother one night, and I told her, "Mommy, I want a cat. And I want to name her Polly." She said, "We'll have to pray for a kitty, honey." My father hated cats at the time,