Just a little secret between you and us, Quint would be just as happy having his photo taken showing him as a somewhat inconspicuous lump under the bed sheets as one showing his face. But you probably already suspected that.
Pia has lots of places to call her own here at home; a comfy chair upstairs, a pillow on the couch downstairs, next to Dad at the kitchen table, wedged between Mom and Dad in bed at night. But her most favorite spot is the perfectly Pia-sized slot between a comfy chair and an antique trunk. She can see everyone coming and going, she can hear everything going on, and yet, she’s “hidden” from prying eyes and noses and the vacuum cleaner. She’s one smart girl!
Someone else’s favorite spot very recently had its access removed due to a rather messy poop event. Now, we all know poop happens, and we can all probably agree that when someone who shall remain anonymous accidently leaves Quint’s feeder open, containing his special poop-friendly diet, and one Viola discovers the poop-friendly food, well, poop is REALLY going to happen about 8 hours later. So, no more going up on the top of the kitchen cabinets. Someone had to put their foot down, and yeah, you can probably imagine what that foot came down in.
That just might not have been all my poop, Mom. Just saying . . .
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Update:
Dad Steve here!
Thank you all so much for your purrs, prayers, get well cards and best wishes!! They made a huge difference and are helping me heal after my injury and hospital stay. My stitches will come out next week and I’m not sure who will be happier to see them gone: me or the cats.
Thank you again for your positive thoughts. This is an amazing community and we are grateful to be a part of it.
Okay, well, Olivia is sleeping (or so she says). It’s Friday, at last. We’re enjoying a bit of October sunshine as demonstrated by Olivia, and some of us are really looking forward to cooler weather (Mom works in a 90-degree assembly warehouse 6 days a week so it’s sweat city for her). We’re sure Olivia will . . .
Are you going to be quiet any time soon? I’m trying to sleep here!
“whispers” . . . let us know when she’s up to getting that blog post together. We guess creative minds need nap time first.
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Dad is out of the hospital and Mom’s really been through the wringer over the past two weeks, both at work and at home, so we’re going to give her a day or two off from blogging. We promise she’ll be back next Wednesday!