Something isn't right, I can't place it. I'm in the office/guest room. A red flag went up a couple of minutes ago. I retrace my steps. I'm ill at ease, what happened Ahhhh I remember.
I was sitting at the table- drinking a San Pellegrino- looking through the books to see what I wanted to read. The cat, Ponette, was walking around the table she put her face in my glass and drank some of my water. I looked at her and, withou thinking said, "No Ponettes, that's daddys"
Oh my god....I've become one of "them" and I don't think there's a twelve step program for that...at least not yet anyway.