Sometimes the greatest pleasure is to visit with a dear friend for a while. I went over to G’s last night for a couple of hours. We sat and watched TV, talked, drank some wine, and had a good time.

     One of her three cats is my buddy. When I go over there, he’s all over me. Last night he shared a chair with me until I had to kick him off because I got too warm.

     Once I went home, I got the canine investigation. Gavin nearly pinned me against the back door sniffing at my pant leg where Smokey had lain alongside me.

     “Traitorous Mom. You smell of cat.”

     “Yes, G’s cat.”

     Patty joined him and continued the investigation.

     “Bad Mommy.”

     “Yes, I am a bad Mommy. I like Smokey.”

     You all have a good one!