I was having a bad morning on Tuesday. Paul showed me a picture he took on his cellphone to cheer me up. It was the results of his allergy test. The top red blotch is histamine, the middle prick is saline, the bottom is cat. From this test he is as allergic to cats as saline.

Bottom line is I have a kitchen pass to get a cat. My dream pet is a little Burmese. Like the one pictured on the left. I’m not having a lot of luck finding a kitten.

I fell in love with my dad’s Burmese Toby when I stayed with my parents for 2 months to help care for my mother as she recovered from surgery to remove a brain tumor. I think Toby was about 5 years old at the time. I was amazed at how interested he was in human attention. He slept with me under the covers, naps too. He was a great help when I worked on the computer, sitting on my shoulders or lap. Good company for watching movies as well.

I’m trying to convince Joanne of Starstrutter Burmese that I would be a good pet owner.