Day 1 of being almost famous. So far, no fan mail has come my way. My phone hasn’t rung. Even my neighbors avoided me. And they were quick to call with curiosity when I was outside taking pictures of myself for the Sports Byline site.
New Glarus Brewing had better make that move on signing Cleo because the Milwaukee Big Wigs come to town on Friday and her fate is in their hands. I think I will tell them that she knows how to blink in Morse code and it won’t be long until she is telling fortunes. Cleo, the Psychic Cow. I’ve got to convince them she’s worth more alive than as cat food.
Speaking of cats, Chloe is still in need of a home. She is really affectionate and she speaks a couple of languages. She can also do Irish clog dancing. She doesn’t shed and she uses the toilet and knows how to flush, so she’s a perfect companion for anyone.
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