Now, my days are fraught with challenges, but they all begin similarly. I hear the cat scratching at my door (husband already up and exercising for hours). I open my eyes, stretch, count my blessings, and practice a few PT exercises. I let Cat into the bedroom and dress in gym clothes or stay in my winter pj’s. Which path to choose—organized list-following or a good wallow with coffee and The New Yorker? Here is my Gerty who faces the same dilemma:
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I hope that the challenges are easing by now. You have a lovely cat. It must be nice to be greeted good morning by them. And I support wearing winter pjs all day!
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Seems to me that cats have the right idea – move smartly and then flop down and make pretend you are thinking. If all else fails, take a nap!
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