Morgan to Sasha: What are you two doing on the computer?
Sasha: Gracie is on a feline dating site. I’m helping her find a nice boyfriend. No! Swipe left! What an ug! No, not him either. It has to be someone who will let me eat his food.
Morgan: Good grief! This is the blind leading the blind. Let me in here. How about that one?
Gracie: Nope. Not interested. Don’t like the Siamese look about him. He’s probably all bossy and chatty.
Sasha: How about the black fluffy one?
Gracie: Nope. He can’t be more adorable than us. He’ll get all the attention.
…and so this went on for about an hour until
Gracie: Look at this guy. He’s a ginger just like Prince Harry. (Swoon!) So princely!
Sasha: He’s a dang redhead! I wonder if he knows how to share food.
Morgan: Looks interesting. I like his swagger.
Gracie: OK, I’m swiping right!
…and so it happened. Gracie had a meet and greet over a niptini at a local cat bar. (Yes social distancing was observed although there was a good amount of butt sniffing.) To be continued.