I hung out with Jerry this morning and he kept me company while I washed kitty bowls and litter boxes. He said, “Thanks for the St. Patricks Day Card,” which I noticed wasn’t on the wall anymore. “Somebody took it down,” he said. “That’s too bad,” I said. “I already have an Easter card for you which I’ll give to you on Easter and I’ll leave a note that says, “ This Easter Card is for Jerry from the kitchen lady…please do not tear it off the wall.” Anyway I noticed that Jerry