Life

[Klynne]

I went to my friend's yearly chick's party this weekend. She kicks her family out and invites 30 of her closest female friends. Her house is on a lake, and we hang out on the deck and eat,` drink, and be merry.

She just got a new cat, and I know how cats are. This cat's name is Blossom ( I think she should be re-named killer). As we were sitting on the deck, Blossom got a hold of a tiny little mouse and was torturing the poor thing. I walked up and tried to get her off of the mouse. The little mouse was laying on his back just squealing in terror, and wow, I felt horrible. I was afraid to pick it up and shuttle it to safety because I was afraid it might bite me. It really depressed me. Oh well, I am a big sap.