It has been a rough week at work. I am ready for the break. My best pal is coming to town and I am taking Monday off. Projects be darned.
The kitties have taken to a few rounds of wrestle mania in my office at about 9am every morning this week. I happen to have been on conference calls for each round.
I've had to scramble to shoo them out of the office - actually one of them - to calm things down.
Things always seem to start with a bath. One of them starts to give the other a bath - soon the licks become chews and then it's ON. This week things seem a bit more intense - but they both keep coming back for more. I decided to spray a little calming spray around all the hot spots. We'll see how it goes.
Next week is Quill's Birthday - at least the one I backed into. I can't believe my sweet boy is a year old already. In May it will be his Gotcha Day.
Between now and then there will be a sad anniversary. The day I lost my girl Finny. I still miss her so, but I am always comforted by the feeling she is here with me. I can't be sad for too long when I have two handsome kitty faces staring back at me with love.
