Prune picker

This is the blog site of an old man. As a native Californian I call myself a prune picker. I live in a fifth wheel trailer. My front door is 25 steps from my daughter’s front door in the Piney Woods of North Louisiana. My blogs are often silly and or trivial, and some times educational and serious. I hope that some are interesting. None are long.

Preparing these blogs seems to fill a need in my life. I am compelled to do it. It helps fill the time until I die. It gives me something to do everyday.

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Maci is 92.

My old friend Maci is 92. Maci is one of Kerry's cats. Kerry thinks that Maci is 18 human years old. That would be 92 cat years. I first met Maci 7 years ago. She was a tough cookie and loved to bite me. I had to be alert when I petted her. Over the years she has changed and mellowed a lot. Once recently she jumped up in my lap and laid down. I felt highly flattered. She does not bite me anymore. She is just bones and fur and does not run and play. She mostly just lays and sleeps. She likes the stove top.

I feel close to Maci. I am almost 88, which is close to her 92 years.

1 comment:

  1. I love that little spitfire!! I found her at Waffle House in LaPlace when I was about 15.


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