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I hear little feet rushing down the hall.......two-legged and four-legged THERE they go.....another race begun. I totally LOVE the owners of those little feet. My darling DD goose and my dear catson Mr. Marple. We've been given one more day to play.

THAT was the start of the Blog!


My son was 6 weeks old(they said) when I adopted him.  He was supposed to be a girl....
Of course, as an avid Christie fan and mystery buff, I  HAD to name her Miss Marple! A week or so later......
the name became MR.  Marple  or Marple for short.

When my son was 10 my little Emma Goose entered the picture. He was NOT a fan:)  He did learn to endure, however!
My son was Siamese, actually half Siamese. Howeve,r I NEVER told Him the truth about his birth. He has spent his entire life behaving like Royalty and livin a lie. I just couldn't tell him the truth.  If any of you are cat lovers(particularly Siamese) then you know what the arrogance of Cats can be like. I always left the Tv on. He loves STEELER football...as do ALL members of this clan!! OR, I left the spanish channel on. I was hoping he'd pick up on it.:)

At thirteen, a few months ago He passed on. Life just isn't the same.  Ironically we are now " cat "sitting for a friend. The cats name is Tigger and she is about a year and a half. SHE was supposed to be a BOY. Hence the name Tigger:)

Although Marple never officially became a "Sticky Cat",  I can picture what would have happened IF Goose had actually ever CAUGHT Him......

I miss you marmar's prettyboykitter