News from Kitty Camp: Dementia and Velcro (aliases that only I call them, but are much more descriptive of their personalities), are "surviving", and the kitty counselor (read: sitter) has even had a few Dementia sightings. Dementia barely tolerates most people, and LOVES my sister, so spends most of her time hiding when my sister is at work. The fact that she has appeared to a perfect stranger (albeit one bearing food and treats) is a good sign. It's kind of like a visitation from the Virgin. (Step back, because I'm probably going to be a black mark when the lightning hits!)
Here they are ready to "help" with the remodel:

Dementia is on the top...
Meanwhile I have a riddle:
What do you do, when you think you may be running out of yarn ..... (this applies to any project, but this is the Girasole...I'm not pulling it out! NOT!)
Answer Monday...maybe with photos.
P.S. Thanks for the offer of the adult beverage....I'm liking nice cabs at the moment.
P.P.S. A "just shut up" (for Just Shut Up Thursday) to Barak. Buddy, 45 interviews in 9 months? (To compare: Bush (6) Clinton (7), or the reverse, in the same time frame) 1000+ "I" references in 41 speeches? You are so played out.....
2 comments:
Wuhahahaha! Love that name for a cat. That's what mine are driving me to!
I'm sure you're MIL will bounce back. She sounds like a tough cookie.
Dementia's a Maine Coon? Then that's the right name, all right.
Keeping MIL in our thoughts for a speedy recovery. Feisty-ness is a good thing.
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