tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944798.post5056643665590947503..comments2024-01-18T05:18:48.819-05:00Comments on Wombat's World <small>(a blog for writer K. A. Laity)</small>: Hello and Goodbye Again in BostonK. A. Laityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05983280397279864583noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944798.post-3067930139892347182009-11-08T16:08:55.087-05:002009-11-08T16:08:55.087-05:00She was so sweet -- and not just because we had Co...She was so sweet -- and not just because we had Collette to compare her to! Maggie was even patient with Kipper who of course is twice her size and would jump on top of her to play because he could stand right over her. She would just give a small growl and walk away. Poor Kipper!C. Margery Kempehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15910282257993793334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944798.post-49229327691608989252009-11-08T15:20:43.299-05:002009-11-08T15:20:43.299-05:00I remember Maggie...such a sweet kitty. When I ca...I remember Maggie...such a sweet kitty. When I cat-sat for her one time, we lay on the kitchen floor together and played.<br /><br />Mount Auburn is a good place for her.CLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18348533141508294220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944798.post-15248940675640609122009-11-07T09:53:48.872-05:002009-11-07T09:53:48.872-05:00Maggie was usually referred to as our Holstein cat...Maggie was usually referred to as our Holstein cat anyway. She was always easy-going.<br /><br />It's hard to lose the little friends. People who don't have and love pets just don't understand.<br /><br />"Litter for angel cats" -- LOL!C. Margery Kempehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15910282257993793334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944798.post-11345615090900342152009-11-06T23:26:33.961-05:002009-11-06T23:26:33.961-05:00Felines from around the Challs Rivah would prefer ...Felines from around the Challs Rivah would prefer to be Hubcats, rather than Beantown kits, I posit.<br /><br />I hope Buffy, whom we left with New Hampshire acquaintances in 1979 rather than make stay in a Hawaiian cage for 120 days when we moved off-continent, had a good life. That cat loved me. Back atcha. (Had a pinkish undertone to his charcoal gray fur, but that was the last cat we let my mother name.) Hawaiian bastards.Todd Masonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01815516018079824802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944798.post-22478784847553500742009-11-06T23:19:52.173-05:002009-11-06T23:19:52.173-05:00White stuff: litter for angel cats.White stuff: litter for angel cats.Todd Masonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01815516018079824802noreply@blogger.com