Yesterday's Condo
I haven't a clue when last night Gabby decided she's had enough yellow. I actually wondered if I had a bad strip or botched the test this morning. I guess not. We had a game of "your food is better than mine -- so I'll eat yours" this morning. Gizmo has been utterly charming. He's been racing around, insisting I play fetch the spring with him, and trilling for absolutely no reason other other than my telling him he's a good boy. (Gizmo doesn't meow.)
I haven't a clue when last night Gabby decided she's had enough yellow. I actually wondered if I had a bad strip or botched the test this morning. I guess not. We had a game of "your food is better than mine -- so I'll eat yours" this morning. Gizmo has been utterly charming. He's been racing around, insisting I play fetch the spring with him, and trilling for absolutely no reason other other than my telling him he's a good boy. (Gizmo doesn't meow.)