A solid second on my love list.

I really do miss my cats. Loverboy and Chenuska. Gotta admit it. That’s what I miss most about not being back home in Minnesota. I don’t miss my friends and neighbors more than the cats. At least I’m truthful about it. No sense in lying. I have nice friends. Nice neighbors, too. But I could live more easily without ‘em than without my cats. Though I’ve gone days at a time without thinking about Loverboy and Chenuska. I do that to survive. To live happily. Rather than lament about what I haven’t got here in Sardinia. I have my Italian true love. And hey, I love her more than the cats. Even more than the Chicago Cubs. Last spring, I came home in February. So I could travel to Arizona to take spring training with the Cubs. But not this year. I’d rather spend spring with my true love. The cats are secondary. But the first thing I do upon my return will be to become reacquainted with  my cats. They rank a solid second on my love list. –Jim Broede