Smittie with shells

Where have the days gone? I haven’t been to the beach in a few days -I’m having withdrawals! The world doesn’t seem to be in line or something, I don’t know. I think I might be having sympathy pains for my poor little Smittie the pretty kitty who we rescued 11 years ago as a flea ridden kitten from Smith and Wollensky Steakhouse (Miami’s South Beach) parking lot. She hasn’t been feeling well (UTI) this past month but even when she’s sick she looks so cute in her favorite place in the world… her very own bowl that she has curled up in since she was 5 weeks old. Every day she relaxes in her bowl surrounded by seashells …. a perfect Rambo kitty.