There’s an old lady from Tennessee who will call me thinking I’m her friend Kay and swears we have the same number. She says sometimes I’ll answer and sometimes her friend will answer. It’s gotten to the point where we exchange cat and dog pictures and occasionally ask

Each other how we’re doing. I haven’t heard from her in almost a year and was a little worried. However, she called me today and said “hi there young man, i was actually hoping it would be you who picked up. My old cat ran away and now I have a new one named Juicy Lucy

Who is 22 pounds and reacting quite well to her cat food”. We proceeded to have a conversation about my dog who passed away and told each other Merry Christmas.. sometimes, it’s the little things.