Every time I blog about Sally, she ends up doing the opposite of what I just wrote. So I won’t give further updates.
(Ha!)
She’s Bizarro Kitty. Bizarro, in Superman lore, has among his many quirks the speech pattern of always saying (as crudely as possible) the opposite of what he means.
Sally is Sally. She’s a stray cat and as such calls her own shots. She comes and goes as she pleases.
I just happen to love it when she’s around.
Listen, and I certainly don’t want to jinx it, but it’s just terrific how she avoided snagging a claw on a winning lottery ticket that ended up at my doorstep. That would’ve been awful!
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