Disgruntled kitties barging into our bedroom at 5 am, 5:30 am, utterly beside themselves. How dare I sleep in and not give a thought to feeding the keepers of this house? I think my husband sent one airborne through the bedroom door as they climbed over us on the bed to see if we were still alive, if all hope was not lost for breakfast.
A new friend, message from an old friend who I haven't talked to in a long time. The day is ending and I feel sad that it is slipping away because there is so much more I want to do!
