Photo by the cat's slave
Jamie is the master of the house in my home in King City. His mistress, my dear wife, Linda, passed away last November. That means I have moved up from being third in the pecking order to position number two. My official title, however, is still 'cat's slave', and I wait on him hand-and-foot. Linda made sure I knew everything about Jamie's needs before cancer took her. I believe Jamie is amazed that I seem to anticipate his every need. Being a widower for more than six months now, and being cooped up due to Covid 19, It's kind of quiet around here. Jamie is lying beside my computer as I type this blog and when I've finished writing, he will lead me to my bedroom and jump into bed with me. Thank goodness for that.
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