Well, a certain friend of mine, in first love (maybe second, I reallly don’t know, but lets’ call it early love) was told on Skype not to make the trip he had planned to the USA to see his chosen lady, and frankly, even as a kitty, I was MIFFED. It’s none of my business but family is family and boy, could I give that young lady a piece of my mind (and that’s not all, believe you me) and I hope she doesn’t come NEAR me in the future because she is TOAST (whatever that means, but anthros say that all the time, and I don’t really get it because I happen to like toast with a little butter all melting into the nice crisp part…but I digress), and that friend of mine is coming here to be with us and I hope I can make him a little happier than he appears to be.
I was in love once, when I was a very small kitty and there was this pretty snappy tabby slinking around and I happen to love redheads, but I was unable to grab his attention, much less anything else, HAHA….sorry. But seriously, folks, young love is often painful and almost everyone in his lifetime experiences something like it, be it a crush on a teacher or person or kitty and one simply has to go through it however best one can and come out the other side, ready for action.
Well, anyway, that’s my philosophy. But what someone with a severed relationship does NOT need is lots of advice on what to do the next time or how it could have been this or that way or if only this or that had been said/done/not said/not done. Leave the griever alone, for heaven’s sake and stock up on a bunch of “I’m so sorry”s or “Oh, you poor baby”s or only, “I’m here if you need me, okay?”s. This may not be grammatically correct but it sounds good to me (it’s hard to put a plural on a question mark!).
I guess I’ll have to get out papa’s Chicago Manual of Style and check on these things before the next blog…
But meanwhile, I’m getting ready to wrap myself around a young man whose heart has a large crack in it and maybe I can help close it up….
People have fallen in love with ME, after all. All he needs is DIVERSION!
Hey, good lookin’…wouldn’t you like me draped over YOUR leg like this?
Or how about my calendar pose? Come hither, darlin’…
That’s sad. We’re sure you could really tell off the lady for breaking your friend’s heart.
Well, the funny thing is–that kid was here for dinner last night and he laughed most of the evening, so maybe it’s wearing off a bit. Maybe he went to the beach today and checked out the local cuties!