Maybe everyone has the same dirty kitchen as me, and just got finished.
This morning, my aging cat tried to jump on the bed and fell, again. I was noticing how bony her rear was, and her back was, and just feeling sad, you know. Well, the little
! Brought a live squirrel in the back door. Now, this was new to me, we have had chipmunks, but no squirrels. Let me tell you, chipmunks are better. Nothing was broken, but that was pure luck. That thing bounced off every wall, every window, every dresser top, counter top, every door, stuff was flying. I couldn't find it and went in the bathroom to look, started closing the door to look behind, and it leaped from the top of the door TO MY FACE. It was like a horror movie and I've got the scratches to prove it. Really cute. I finally chased it out of the bedroom, kept the cat in, and propped the front door open. Lordy, it had better be gone.
On the good side, I did a nice thing today. I was going to see Willie Nelson tonight, it was sold out. A friend was so envious and sad that he hadn't gotten tickets in time, yep, I sent him along with my ticket. I went to a concert the other night at the Ryman (Patty Loveless) and my rear is still sore from the wood pews, and it was wonderful, so I am satisfied. I am going to keep telling my self I am satisfied.
Pam, your experience sounds rotten, dear. Um I hope you get out of it, but to do that you will be really sick, so , um, well . . . . .
Bev, that is what I don't like about dogs, they are so demanding, with tongues and claws. But I like that you like dogs, LOL,
especially ones that need saving.
Laurie, got yourself some rocks, woohoooo, you go girl! The pics are great, and the waitress, oh my, what a lovely person. Your trip sounds wonderful and I look forward to many tidbits and stories.
Fingers crossed that all is going well with everyone who has the crud of any kind, especially Kayce. I hope Aiden is coming along.
Yet another very sad day for our country. Those poor people and their families.
