Here is a picture of Muffin in front of a window he painted.
And here is the piece when it was finished.
Cats really do paint.
Don't tell anyone that it was just Muffin trying to get at some animal or bird outside the window.
PV was an absolute Love. He invariably could pick out a cat hater... He would sit on the floor, off to one side of said Hater, and clean himself, nonchalantly. When the Hater was convinced the cat was no threat, the Great PV would launch himself in a weightless manner and settle like a feather in the Hater’s lap, tucking his paws for the duration!
You would have loved him!
(I REALLY need to find the photos and get them scanned...)
Unnnghness! I listened to Tom, who said there was a Boy Scouts meeting tomorrow, instead of Pat, who said there wasn’t. Now I have to call the Mexican ladies and tell them I was wrong earlier, and that’s not easy given my verb tenses problem!
But I managed. “No reunion! No reunion el Lunes! Nos miraremos el 7 de Octubre!”
A couple of the leaders of the charismatic prayer group have signed up for Cub Scouts, so we may have a groundswell of enthusiasm. I hope so. More boys means more fun!