Marc
I am working in Kansas again. I made a new friend today at my first post office. He followed me in from the back door, and he perched himself on top of my tool kit. He meowed at me for a few and I let him play with my tape measure. He had a nice pink collar on, and he seemed fairly well-kept. The postmaster knew that he belonged to the mayor. This cat apparently wanders into the post office all the time, and we're not talking about simply making his way into the lobby. He always shoots for the back of the office. I called him Jack. I don't know what his real name was.
Scoot - Glad to have you on. Keep up the good work.
I am working in Kansas again. I made a new friend today at my first post office. He followed me in from the back door, and he perched himself on top of my tool kit. He meowed at me for a few and I let him play with my tape measure. He had a nice pink collar on, and he seemed fairly well-kept. The postmaster knew that he belonged to the mayor. This cat apparently wanders into the post office all the time, and we're not talking about simply making his way into the lobby. He always shoots for the back of the office. I called him Jack. I don't know what his real name was.
Scoot - Glad to have you on. Keep up the good work.
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did you call him jack because you miss jack? or because you forgot about jack (the real jack) and you just thought it sounded like a good name for a cat? sad meow.
To be totally honest, it was the first thing that came out of my mouth. I looked down and said, "What's up, Jack?" Didn't think about it.
Though I'll admit, I do miss the real Jack. That smarmy little feller.
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