Scooter looked comfortable, so Missy couldn't resist jumping in the porta-crib and snoozing with him. Now Missy thinks this is HER personal bed. I now have to either take it down or keep a kitty pad on it to collect kitty fur. What a life!
So yesterday I met Joy at Young Harris College for a very nice organ concert by a local guy, and it was very good.
Then I sat on the deck with Brian to watch yesterday's Tour de France. Y'all do know that is going on, right? Lance is the #3 contender. Just so ya know. Will he be on the podium in two weeks? It will be interesting, after his brief retirement, to see if he still has what it takes to pull this off.
I go from organ music to a bike race, all on the same day. And what is wrong with that? Not a dang thing. It is called diversity. Dull is not allowed around here.
Enjoy your Monday. It promises to be a fine, warm day here in the mountains. Life is good, especially since I get Scooter for awhile this afternoon. Move over, Missy!