The sweetest compliment I ever got was from my late husband. He told me that my skin was as soft as a pony’s nose. This made me think of him, thank you.

When my late husband said, “why you syphilitic son of a bitch” I knew that he was really angry at someone and if he said “rats in a dishpan” then something just went haywire. He passed away 30 years ago now and I have never heard another person say those things.

Just think about being that cat. Wander around a neighborhood and see a person on their deck sitting in a chair, go over and lay on their belly.