Friday. Sunny, and chilly.
Breakfast was tea and toast and brie. I haven’t given a thought to lunch yet, but I did have two oatmeal cookies and another mug of tea when we got home from the vet.
Firefly’s annual wellness exam and her three-year distemper shot was first on the calendar this morning. I learned Whole Lot of New Words on the way over, which, thank ghod, is just over two miles from home. I don’t know which of us would have cracked first, if I’d had to drive her in from the Previous Location.
The vet pronounced Firefly a Very Healthy (and of course Surpassingly Beautiful) Maine Coon lady of 4.5 years, and we came home. Firefly was willing to listen to The Boss instead of swearing.
When we got home, she did an immediate sweep to insure that she had been brought to the Right House. I noticed that Tali went up to her, sniffed her nose, and cleaned her between the ears, so *that’s* encouraging.
Yesterday was a quiet day. I wrote, did a few chores, sat in the sun and sipped hot chocolate, did some shopping, played with the cats, read. I’m expecting today to be rather like it, as we ease into the weekend.
What’ve y’all been doing that’s fun?
Here’s a picture of Firefly, just before she was betrayed by one she Esteemed, shoved into a tiny prison, and transported.
Today’s blog title brought to you by Cat Stevens, “Peace Train“
Hoo-boy! Those new words! With my Dr. Jekyll-and-Mr. Hyde, I’ve given up on the shots, I’m afraid. He better not get out, but he’s slow now and hearing a can of cat food opening nearby will bring him “running” despite his painful hip. I’m off to do some grocery shopping and back for an “all-hands’ meeting this afternoon before CoB. Meanwhile, I’m struggling with inserting pinch-pleat hooks into the pleating tape so I can finally have drapes in my bedroom instead of a huge piece of cardboard as a privacy barrier.