Island Cat

When I started out blogging not so long ago one of my first friends that I met were The Island Cats, Wally, Ernie, and Zoey. There are a great group of kitties and they have the neatest club going on over at their place.  The club has three rules for becoming a member.

1. You have to be a cat
2. You have to live on an island.
3. You have to be spoiled rotten.

I so much wanted to be an island cat and got two out of the three requirements out of the way. But living in the midwest there are not a lot of islands to live on. That would happen only in my dreams.

One day when I was visiting with Wally, Ernie, and Zoey I asked a few questions about their membership requirements. I had a couple of ideas that might get me into the club so I presented them with what I had in mind. I mentioned that I was having a problem with the number two requirement and would they consider if my state had an island in it, or could the dad could build an island in the kitchen for the mom to use while cooking, or if I could spell the word island could that help me qualify?

Just when I thought all was lost I received the following email with super news from my Island Club friends. "Gracie! You are so sweet asking to be an Island Cat!! Since you have met two out of three requirements, and you've come up with creative ways to be an island cat (begging helps) we have decided to make you an Honary Island Cat! Wally, Ernie, & Zoey"

l-r Ernie, Gracie, Wally, & Zoey

You can imagine my surprise which compares nothing to my excitement of being an island cat.

 Life is good!

Thanks guys! !