…is one of my two cats, also kown as Tanner.
Does anyone remember “the snuffle shuffle”?
That’s from when I got this thing cut off the side of my nose.
Tanner looked up at me and gave a weird little snuffle as he looked up at me and I knew he was lookig for tht nasty mole-wart.
Today I saw him look several times, over and over.
Its gone! Even the memory of it is gone!
I’m free to be me!!!
Bless Tanner and Travis too (“Captain Cat.”.)
What a bizarre journey it has been, at my age., to go through a transition like this.
Un.Bon.Mot 