I mentioned before that Van Gogh almost never purrs. Last night when I went to bed, she curled up in my face as usual, then started purring like crazy. It didn't last long but it was a hard core purr. She maybe purrs once or twice a year, if that often. What prompted her to purr last night, I have no idea.
Well, today is the day I officially start decorating for Christmas. So far, all I've got done, is to make room for the tree. It's a start anyway. John
How big is the tree?
David and the CoolCyberCats
It's a 6 footer. Grandkids drove me nuts to put it up. I put the lights on it but I let them decorate it. We wrapped a few presents together. Van Gogh seems totally disinterested in any of it.
Yesterday our clothes dryer went out. (It never rains but it pours, right?) I wish Cheri would put off car shopping for a month or 2 but she went out car shopping again this morning.
This morning I saw the kitty on your couch again! That's always a rare treat. John
Yes, it is never just one thing is it. ;)
This has been a bad year for repairs for me. :( And I had the plumber out yesterday again because we had no hot water for a few days. :/
I miss the days of so many cats someone was always on the couch! Now it is only Perseus and Apollo stays on the bed now, too old to wander the house.
Just to put the period on what I hope is the end of a long sentence, I was outside last night just as it was getting dark and a windy cold front was blowing in, replacing the brake light on the grandson's car. Should have been easier than replacing one on the HHR, (which I also did recently) but they made one of the bolts crazy hard to get to. I got it anyway. Just hours earlier he'd had to replace a tire on it.
There's a squirrel hanging around that I've got to know. I first noticed him months ago because he had a bright white mark about the size of my thumb on his left side. At first I thought maybe it was something stuck to him, but it never went away. Last night I got a good close look at him and it's obviously just a small patch of white fur, but it looks for all the world like a feather sticking out of him. Last summer I saw one climbing around on some outdoor furniture, that I almost swore was carrying a golf ball around in his mouth. I found out later that the little bugger had torn open one of the chairs and was running off with the padding! That's what I saw in his mouth that day! He had taken almost all the padding out of the back of that chair. I had to laugh about it and figure he had the most comfortable squirrel nest in the neighborhood. There are quite a few big nests around that you can see now because the leaves are gone from the trees. John