Missy spied the kitty carrier and knew she didn't want any part of that nonsense! It means car travel (she is a moho gal, remember?); it means pain (shots!). She has a good memory.
But she also can't resist the noise of the food container being shaken, because that means DINNER!
Food won out over fear. She is now up-to-date on shots and is in perfect health, and still dainty at 9.1 pounds. I knew you'd want to know that.
I did put a clasp on the necklace that was almost finished, but that was as far as I got to playing yesterday. I did do a little bead sorting and storing, just to straighten up the mess. Life just got in the way, but that is normal around here, and that is perfectly OK with me.
So today precious Sarge is having that last C demon removed. Part of a lung must go, and go it shall and he will be healed. Please say some prayers and good thoughts for him and Bee and the whole medical team. We don't want a repeat performance of this act! That curtain is gonna close forever!!! They have cruises and fun in their future, not more medical stuff. Period.
Treat each day as the gift that it is. Life is good, y'all!