I tried to get onto Twitter a month or so ago. I got so far and it told me something went wrong, then I tried to sign up again and it told me I had an account, but darned if I can get into anything. I gave up. Nothing’s easy these days lol.
That’s what I’ve been dealing with! I know I have an account or two already from decades ago. I just want to be able to use one of those but apparently the forgot password thing isn’t finding my email or something.
So I created a new account, but it has my real first name in it so I’m not going to reply using it. I guess I should have signed up with Cadbury’s name.
He is an awesome kitten. I think I made the right choice. I just pray that Twix is okay and gets a really good home. All of them actually. Cadbury stays all night with me in bed, he doesn’t cuddle real close which is good because Cooper does. I can’t stand being hemmed in with a cat on one side dog on the other. And the little boy purrs and purrs. That’s what I’ve been missing in my life.
Was it Starlit or pax that was talking about a cat purr being healing? I totally believe it. If it’s good for my mental health it has to be good for my body also.