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cat lady


I spent last night and Tuesday night in Calistoga for our national sales and marketing meeting.

The location was beautiful. The meeting was good. I ate nice meals and drank Sauternes.

But 90 percent of my photos are of the white cat I found meowing outside the screen door of my hotel room. I named him Mr. Meatball. He spent the night. He sat on my lap while I worked on Powerpoint presentations. He purred non-stop.

The one thing I'm regretting right now: Not bringing Mr. Meatball home with me.

1 comment

shaymo said...

oh my god. mr. meatball makes me feel like ms. weak-kneed. so pretty.