Kitty post

We were walking past the neighborhood pet store and DH said, "Let's go in and look at the dogs." Dogs are OK. Dogs don't break my heart when I leave them. But they had kitties. And one of them was all alone in her cage. And she pressed herself against the wire and begged for, " . . . a stroke, please, just a touch, please, I'm so lonely!" And I rubbed her ears, and I was lost. Lost. She is soooo soft and she purs like a young diesel tractor. So I went up to the clerk and said, , "What can you tell me about the manx?" "Well, she's been here three months because most people are freaked out by the lack of tail. and she startles easily at loud noises, so if you have little kids at home, she wouldn't be happy with you." When I assured her that we were just two middle-aged peole with three resident cats, her face lit up and she nearly fell over herself getting us set up with the adorable little girl. We took her home and she immediately made herself comfortable. she pooped in her litterbox, drank from the water bowl, and began to terrorize the three mature cats. Her name is probably Pepper, though her second name might be Purl.

We are headed to a picnic on 7/7/07 (Lucky day) so I made my pasta salad. I can't make just a little pasta salad because it has so much stuff in it. Starting with zucchini, yellow squash, black olives, and tomatoes.

A bag of frozen vegetables goes in, too. Italian blend if you can find it. Cook the pasta (Tortellinis and rotelli)and drain it over the frozen veggies, then dump it all in with the
fresh veggies.


You must include marinated artichoke hearts - nature's perfect food. I use about half a giant jar, and eat the rest all by myself. Olive oil is good for you! Be sure to dump the liquid in with the hearts.



Chunks of salami are also imperative. DH promised to take care of any left-over salami.






Lastly, open and drain and add a can of garbanzos, and a can of red beans, Then dump an entire bottle of Newman's Own Italian over the whole thing and let it marinate over night.

Serve to a crowd. One single woman can eat this twice a day for over a week untill she just can't face it anymore! (Speaking from experience.)




We had a late afternoon appointment, then took ourselves out for dinner. As we were finishing dinner, DH said, "Do you believe in premonitions?" Well of course I do. "As we were leaving the pet store," he said,"there was a little orange kitten watching us, and I really feel that if we don't adopt him, he won't have a happy life." So we shot off to the pet store and they were still open and the little orange guy was still there.

I think his name is Ben.