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Whoever Takes Me, I Love You
Whoever Takes Me, I Love You
Whoever Takes Me, I Love You
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I noticed Mikey sitting near the front door. He was staring at me to get my attention. As if to say, "Don't you think it's time to let the pups back in?" When I responded, little Ashley bounced in. She's such a kiss-up, I thought nothing of her kissing Mikey as she walked by. Then Bailey kissed Mikey as he walked by. To my astonishment, Mugsey kissed him, too. I thought, They did that on purpose! They know I don't have a movie camera.

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Release dateAug 5, 2011
ISBN9781465815279
Whoever Takes Me, I Love You
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Sarah Rebecca Kelly

Award winning author, Sarah Rebecca Kelly, was born between old fashioned Kansas and the toughest part of Texas, in the Panhandle of Oklahoma. Her specialty is ‘no tears’ animal stories. She now lives in Arizona with her adorable husband, Jake, along with a loveable bunch of “mutts” and the smartest cats ever collected in one place. Sarah is known for her close relationship with Jesus and her children and many grandchildren revel in her special love.

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    Whoever Takes Me, I Love You - Sarah Rebecca Kelly

    WHOEVER TAKES ME, I LOVE YOU

    Published by Sarah Rebecca Kelly on Smashwords

    Copyright © 2002 by Sarah Rebecca Kelly

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    Early one morning my cat was meowing loudly.

    I asked, What are you whining about?

    He said, I’m not whining, I’m singing.

    What are you singing?, I asked.

    Take This Job and Shove It.

    HABITAT FOR ALLEY CATS

    The playhouse was donated by a little girl and her grandmother, at their Yard Sale, for a cat shelter. While I was telling them about my latest book called, Whoever Takes Me, I Love You. That was written to benefit feral cats and other abandoned pets. The playhouse was really nice, but I wasn't sure exactly what to do with it. I was obligated to do something worthwhile. So I went after Jake and his little white truck. I knew we would need to shuffle things around in our small yard at Twin Lakes Park to make a place for it. I had always wanted to have a safe, no ants allowed, feeding station for our back street alley cats. Now was my chance and I wanted to make the most of it. The neighbors had a jump on me in the cat department. They had been at it for years. No matter what happened I would never catch up with what they had accomplished. I was even feeling kind of anxious, what if the cats snubbed me?

    Jake helped me clear a space where we had planters of silk plants, flowers and animal yard ceramics, right next to our back door steps. We fixed a plywood floor and added patio carpet. The playhouse came with its own kitchen table. My daughter told me to set the little table with food and water dishes. She assured me the cats would come. I don't know why I had any doubts. It only took a few minutes to arrange a pretty, silk flower garden that fit the playhouse perfectly.

    How the cats spread the word there was a new cafe in the neighborhood, I haven't the faintest idea. But as soon as I got out of the way, disappearing, inside the house, I peeked out the window to watch how the attraction worked its magic. The boldest cat of all, a golden-eyed, soft gray tomcat, named Grayson, climbed down off the roof of the tool shed. He slipped through the door and jumped upon the table. As if he owned the playhouse and began to munch, picking and choosing his favorite tasty tidbits, to my everlasting delight.

    My day begins with our house cats, Mikey and Fun Bobby. They act like alarm clocks, meowing me out of bed. If I don't jump up quick enough to suit them, they let go like squealing fire alarms. As soon as I'm up and about our pups, a little black poodle, Bailey, and the two Lhasa Opsos, Mugsey and Ashley, fall out. I feed the cats and let the pups outside in their small yard for a few minutes. When they are satisfied that I'm in my proper housekeeper's mode, and the coffee pot is on the burner, they mosey back to bed, snuggling warm and comfy, with Papa Jake, where they belong.

    Then I step outside to check the food and water dishes in the playhouse. My neighbor, Peggy, has two cats. We always greet each other, Good Morning, Tippy Blue Eyes and Emmie! Tippy Blue Eyes don't have much to say, but Emmie tells me everything. She even complains sometimes. I got off on the wrong foot with Tippy Blue eyes when we first met. I sorta gasped, That's the prettiest cat I've ever seen! From that moment on she was afraid that I might steal her because she was so pretty. She did not take into account that I already had my thievin' hands full with my own two cats, which I also thought were extra ordinary traffic stoppers. I've known Emmie since she was pocket size. So we had a better beginning. When push comes to shove, if either one of Peggy's cats are accidently let outside, while she's at work, they'll come to me to let them back in their house. Mostly they lounge around in the sunshine on their screen porch. They are friends with the alley cats, especially the little black and white kitty who prances to her own happy tune; that is until

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