Friends are like bras; a good one never lets you down
Here’s hoping you have so many blessings to count your plate of food needs reheating.
I’m having a nice, quiet day with GmaB. Late breakfast, watching the parade on TV, and doing laundry. I may take a nap later. After we tackle leftovers from our Tuesday Thanksgiving supper.
Happy Thanksgiving, friends! Thank you for being you.
The bestestest boy in the world is now the bestestest boy in heaven.
He left us on Monday, the day before his guesstimated/assigned birthday.
Fletchy may not have lived with me for the last two years, but he was as near as every beat of my heart. My sister and brother-in-law took such great care of him and he was so very happy with them.
There will never be another cat like my galumpher.
My heart has broken. The shards scattered to the very corners of the universe.