Dearest Edwina...my cat nip blossom, my little salmon butter biscuit....
The mere fact that you responded sets my motor runnin'. The moment I saw you with that silver meddle...I melted. However, it was the gold meddle of MY heart that you won that day....
I can't explain this feeling!! To be honest...I am a little startled by these feelings too...

A simple midwestern girl???...You under-rate yourself, my little liver morsel!! Purrrrrr....after all, I'm from Indiana...a mid-west boy myself! Although I had a rough life on the streets there...I have turned a new leaf in my lives and love livin' the calm housecat life. I feel I don't quite fit in out here in the "the valley" as they call it. My midwestern roots are just too strong, and there is a lot of 'materialistic and fast movin' kats' out here.

"Eres la niņa que siempre busque
Es tu inocencia que quiero entender"

Until next time....my little cat nip blossom...I'll be purring for you....
=^..^=
Marius