Had a teary night last night.
Was wrapping gifts and my Kearen wasn’t there to ‘help’ with the wrapping.
Shannon keeps sitting by the refrigerator, insisting there’s a mouse under it. Last week she triumphantly killed a hairball that she pulled out of the exhaust vent, but we have yet to see a live rodent.
Elen and I have been wrapping packages this morning, but Jake thought wrapping paper sounded too much like paper bags and took off.
Awwww....*HUG*
I still feel bad about PV, and he’s been gone for almost 30 years.