Hi everyone – love the sleepy kit pics! Rainy day here too, would have been a great day to sleep in. I stayed in a short while as I was trapped by Comet, Mac and Dewey. Got a call from a blast from my past, and then it was time to go down the valley to mom’s. By the time I did all that needed to be done, settled in and made a fire, and remembered one more errand, at 5pm! One doesn’t just run to the store around here, so back down the mountain I went; round trip errand accomplished in about 45 minutes.
The hot springs sounds awesome MS. How nice that you accidentally stopped for hot fudge sundaes!
Glad the phone is working again, PG, with no assistance from a 14 year old.
Sounds like a nice afternoon catching up with N, KJ, looking at photos and such. Nice score on the yarn!
Yes, these up and down temps are tough on outdoor life. Hope the cattle and fishies will be okay, KZ. Temps were in the low 40s today and will rise tomorrow then plunge. I’m about a day behind you and JK, weather-wise.
Love the mother ship, AV! And the iron ballerina is everything you said she is! Nice to see her get into the Gasparilla spirit too!
I hope you got a wee catnap in with Merlin, CWS!
Love that Beatles song, JK – it’s been a while since I’ve heard it.
Got a little snuggle time with Baby Tyler today. He weighs 15 lbs. now, at ten weeks.
Another sad anniversary today. Nine years ago today my soulmate Jiggs went to the Rainbow Bridge. I knew he wasn’t well, and also knew he hated to ride in the car, so I made the decision to get standard veterinary care from my local vet, and nix the extra stuff that could only be done by a specialist much further away. On that sub-freezing, coldest day of the year in January, 2008, he gave me the look, and I wrapped him up in our favorite blanket that he was of course sleeping on. Hubby drove, so for the first time he did not have to go in the dreaded carrier. Once at the vet, the prognosis was grim, so I made that awful yet kind decision for the first time in my life. I sure do miss my big brown tabby Maine Coon. And though he never admitted to liking him, Shaddo was not the same after, and followed only five months later. Time helps of course, as we all know, and now most of my memories are not of that frigid January day, but of 16 years of memories that made their way into my heart. Miss you, Jiggs!