Hanging with the cats in the hats

While I was selfishly running a trail race, Mo was in Arizona teaching kids in a tiny mining town how to draw monkeys.

Mo is going to heaven for sure. I hope she sends me a postcard. I’ve heard it’s really nice.


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2 Responses to Hanging with the cats in the hats

  1. Frisbee Kitty says:

    That is so stinkin’ adorable!

  2. Betty Smith says:

    There is nothing so rewarding as seeing eager little eyes staring up at you, thrilled at what you are telling and showing then! I,ll always remember taking a group of young people through Fort Concho in my frontier woman dress and bonnet. When it was time for them to get on the bus and go home, they all ran to me, begging to stay with me and clinging to my frontier dress. Oh, I loved those moments….

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