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My Cats Are Trained?

My cats are smart. They are so well trained. Before I can get the can open they are around my legs. Crawlin’ up. Thank God for denim. When I see them lazying. All I have to do is go outside and they run to the bowl. Never mind the five gallon dry feeder which always stays fresh. I just pop a new can of fish. When it gets dark Mama cat comes and stands at the door. She just stands there ‘til I open it. Then she jumps up on the bed at wife’s feet and begins to snore. She is so smart. Of course I do have to open the door. Maybe she has me trained. I’ll have to think on that a bit. You know? That makes me feel sort of like a twit. © Apr 04 2010

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Date: 4/5/2010 4:23:00 AM
funny--yes we had a cat and she had us trained real well.
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Date: 4/5/2010 12:29:00 AM
Aww! Now, that's the Izzy girl!!! ...and Squirrel, Prince Charming and Blue. All love to get belly rubs from their Momma & Poppa ...cute perspective.
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