Plum Cake, Jenny, and I went to the big pet store where they have rescue cats and kittens. Timothy was hiding behind his sister but we jumped up and spied him in the top cage. We texted Bill in New Zealand and said, "PLEASE?" He said, "Okay." Yay!
Bill loves cats so I'm glad he came around and agreed that we needed a sweet little petty pet!
I have been knitting and knitting. I'm finishing Bill's socks, working on a hat for the new baby (coming in a few weeks! Yay!) and I have many more works in progress.
I'm hosting my book club here on Wednesday so I hope I get in the mood to tidy and clean. We'll see.
I loved the book! Have you read A Man Called Ove? I highly recommend it. I cried at the end and I rarely weep while reading a novel.
While Bill was away I was busier than I usually am. I didn't sleep very well so now I feel behind on my snoozing.
Do you ever grow hyper-analytical about how you feel? I find myself wondering about everything I eat, how much sleep I get, and how productive I've been. Frankly, I think it's a bit cuckoo.
Another thing I've been thinking about is the fact that our garden was less than satisfying this year. Too many cucumbers. It's thrilling to see big cucumbers hiding in the vines, but they were very piggy, taking up so much space. Also, we had to kill off the purple herb-y plant in front and I think we depleted the soil too much. Next year we shall have a lot of good garden soil and LOTS of flowers again.
I will use my good camera to photograph our little baby Timothy. This morning he acted more like a kitten as opposed to a worried old man. He hopped around, played with his mouse ball, and tried to sniff my coffee.
I'm impatient. He's so easy because he's been a night owl. He eats a lot (very skinny - sad!) and uses his kitty box like a champ.
He's cozy. He's darling. Yay!
Be back soon. Thanks for calling in!