Our boy scared us last night. We heard some awful animal noises outside way after dark, with no KC indoors. Still no boy at 2a, or 4a. Mommie was worried. MM got up at 7, and there was the boy, minus his collar, wanting to come inside!
He is tired, but fine, and not telling anything about his adventures. Butthead! How do you put a kitty on restriction?
Since we are running out of November, I did my five-minute Christmas decorating yesterday—red bow on grapevine wreath on the front door, Christmas table runner on dining room table, fake tree placed in living room (topped by a red bow), and some Christmas tea towels. D fer done. Simple, no fuss stuff…because it will have to be put away before we head south to the land of palm trees.
I love the smell of a real tree, so I need to dig out my Christmas candles. Yep, I forgot those.
Sure, I miss having a big tree, filled with all the special decorations we’ve collected and enjoyed over the years. Those are part of the legacy we will leave for the children and grandchildren to enjoy, because I’m thinking big-tree days are totally over in this household of two. I’m OK with that.
Have a great Sunday. I plan to walk a bit in the woods, hunting for a blue kitty collar. Chances are slim to none that I will find it, but I will try.
Life is never dull.