My cat know what he wants. I fight him for my chair. He meows and carries on when he wants to be fed in the morning. He sneaks into my office to sleep on my other chair. He gets a bedtime snack, so we can go to bed in peace. I will be watching the television, when I notice him silently and patiently sitting near me, looking up, staring at me, precisely at 10 pm. I could set my clock by him.
About Me
Indie author and self taught artist, creating for over fifty years, also a former corporate lawyer and systems manager … and other assorted vocations. Writing is my passion. I just released my first science fiction novel, Escape From Desolation, eBook and paperback. More information at my author page: http://escapefromdesolation.com


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