My Muse Jay
In the two years after he came home with me Jay went from being a tiny 1.6 lb ball of fluff to a giant 15.65 lb ball of fluff. The time in-between was a lot of fun. As pathetic as it sounds I call him my fluff ball of love and always refer to him as “my bestest present,” not exactly a grammatically correct phrase for a writer to use! However, it perfectly describes how I feel about him. I don’t remember a life before Jay nor do I want to contemplate one without him. I have probably turned into the crazy old cat lady. I can live with that!
