Childless

I am lonely. All my children have flown the coop. Babysitting Ash Kitty doesn't count as having children at home. My girls went far, far, away, to this place:

They're a long way from Oklahoma, and now I have no one to play with. That's not quite true. Ash Kitty loves to play, especially fetch. As soon as I become coordinated enough to throw the toy and video tape at the same time, I'll show you.

He chases this little ring off the milk jug and carries it around in his mouth. Then he drops it by where I'm sitting for me to throw for him again.

And again. And again. And again. Until he's just exhausted.

Hurry home my dear girls, me and the cat miss you terribly. And I'm tired of playing fetch.