I am wondering if I should take it as a serious rejection that the cats…all 3 of them…refused to sleep on the fold out couch with me last night. They took turns perching on a chair opposite of my bed to stare at me while I laid there. I am trying to tell myself that they had no evil intentions but rather were simply playing “guardian angels” for me.
The Chronister’s new home in Washington DC area is so gorgeous but in a way it is kinda freaky. I can look out in their back yard and it looks VERY similar to their back yard in Seattle. So I keep having dejavu moments!
Breathing in, Breathing out,
Rhonda
