Other than a bit of cat-sitting, Sunday was a rather quiet day around home.
Audrey loves to hide on me but she really is rather bad at it.
She enjoys the work it takes to burrow her way under the top sheet of the bed.
It always looks rumpled immediately after it's made. It's just something I live with.
"Audrey, you have 5 cat-beds downstairs and yet you feel you have to rumple up mine.
Do you think that's a nice thing to do?"
"Is she serious?"
I've given up.
Daughter #1 and Mike dropped in for a visit and we enjoyed a meal of vegetarian lasagna, garlic bread and then a big slice of carrot cake with tea.
The retired-guy apologized that there was no meat in the meal.
Then he put a roast on for later.
This is where I say, "Is he serious?"
We are not on the same page when it comes to our diets but live with each other's differences.
That's life.
It is very cold here tonight; hovering around -15. My heart goes out to any wild animal trying to stay warm and find food in this climate. I put plenty of dry kibble down for the ferals tonight but it doesn't seem like much help. Thankfully, tomorrow it will warm up again.
And may I just say, Downton Abbey...Shame on you. *sniff*
hugs, Deb
