I have invited you to let me tell you about Tom, my amazing friend of the feline specie. Love for the feline specie comes from the story of Peter Rabbit and Mr. Mcgregor wherein the white tabby is grooming herself by a pool of water. Later I collected insects and rocks growing up to becoming a chemist with a major oil company and later a college chemistry instruc-tor. Moving to other cities, family, etc. I lost contact with that field. Among other things, I have performed as a singer, speaker, museum docent, book recorder, newspaper reader for the blind; worked to establish a lighting business and got a mas-ters degree in radio/tv production and performance. My latest work is writing popular fiction, novels. I will try to entertain with stories about Tom and what I've learned about cats.


This is for all of you who love cats, who live with one, or more,. It is also for those of you who value friendship and enjoy the company of others. I welcome you into my life, about my cat and me. It may be we have other like interests and special loves than cats and friendship, be-cause I like to share, at times, some special insights, or some degree of enlightenment that may spring upon me. So, please join me for a little part of your day.

Monday, March 27, 2017

Tom and the Lavatory soap

Of course, your cat wants to do everything you do.  So it is with,Tom, the resident cat with Barbara
Thomas (writing as Barbara Lockett).  As I make myself presentable in the morning Tom likes to join me, hopping up on the counter in the bathroom.  He opens the cabinet and would like to venture in, but there is no room for him.  The cabinet is full, so he pads across the counter to examine the soap dish.  He sniffs it and almost applies the tip of his tongue to it.  Satisfied, he loses interest and gets out of the way for me to apply makeup under bright lighting.  I know he will check out the soap again.  Evidently, he likes the smell of clean soap.

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