Kitty Kitty! I’m home! I’m home, Kitty!
Ahhh .... you’re so cute. I’ve missed you!
Did you miss me?
Aww, Kitty. Please don’t turn away. I’m sorry I was gone so long.
It’s just sometimes I must travel to places that you cannot go.
You say you don’t understand?
You say I am unforgiven.
Oh, but I love you Kitty Kitty!
Don’t take your love away.
(Quick! Name that Song: “Ruby, don’t take your love to town!”)
Oh Kitty.
Remember our love?
Remember the joy of having your soft furry belly brushed?
Or the lift I give you up the stairs when your arthritis pains you?
Or when I spoon up your fave yogurt?
How about the nights you curl on my bed and dream with me?
See? There was nothing to worry about. I’m home.
I still love you. Come a little closer.
No need to be aloof.
I just want to rub your furry neck.
And tickle your ever so pinky nose.
Oops.
Sorry.
I forgot the nose is off limits.
(I just forget sometimes.)
But I never forget you. Even when my travels take me away.
You are still with me.
Because you are my King Kitty Kramer.
My one and only.
Always here with love, Kitty Kitty,
missing the mom gene
