They Don'T Make Cats Like They Used To

I miss our Casey-Spider-Fighter, he was so good at what he did. He'd find those pesky spidies no matter where they hid. Last night I killed a spider that was sitting on Honey-Cat's bed, then I killed another on a lamp, just over my head Back in the day a cat knew what his job was supposed to be. I miss those days when my home was bug and spider free. Honey has no interest in hunting spiders and such. She seems to think she's retired. She doesn't do too much. Oh, but I remember Casey and the gleam that was in his eye whenever a bug or spider, this warrior would spy. They don't make cats like they used to. I miss those days gone by, when it was the cat's job, not mine, to rid the house of every bug or fly.