It’s like C.S. Lewis said, if you find the “perfect” Christian congregation, it ceases to be perfect as soon as YOU arrive.
Anoreth is here with her dog, Piper, a beautiful, but nervous, show-class husky. Ash (the ailing greyhound) seems fond of Piper - they were both lying around in the sun today - but the catz are irritated. Shannon won’t do anything but complain, “Nyik ik nyark,” but Jake stages digestive accidents when he’s upset, so I’m having to watch him.
He tried to go in the laundry basket last night. Now I know who did it the last time ... I was actually suspecting one of the byos!