Hey, I feel like I'm getting things done...

[tikatu]

It's a beautiful day. I got the kids off to school early today. I've got some laundry done, some washed, some dried, and I'm working on folding the backlog. Went to lunch with the hubby at Mickey Dee's. And it's not even two yet!

Tika surprised me last night by doing one of her "I really like you when you're in the bathroom" bits. She asked for lots of scritching by giving me headbutts and meowing at me, and she wasn't too wriggly when I finally picked her up. We had an interesting conversation; just wish I knew what it all meant. I can mimic her voice the best of all the cats; she sounds like a Siamese, all loud and demanding. Callie started off the day with her cranky, hissy self. I reached up to pet her when she was on top of the dryer and she made it clear that I was not to touch her royal self. At least she spared me the scratches.

Cotton has been letting me pick her up lately and has been giving me lots of rubs and headbutts. It's been two years since we rescued her from her former owners so this has been a long time coming. Inky? He's been his idiotic self. I was halfway out into the road yesterday before he decided that yes, his bed was moving, and that yes, he'd better get off before it moved any farther. At which he slid down the windshield on all fours and jumped off the van's hood. He caught a bird yesterday, a small bird like a sparrow, and it got away into the ground cover under the azaleas. It was rather comical watching the little leaves rustle a bit as the bird hopped along then watch Inky put his little paw in, followed by his head. He finally flushed the bird and it ran as far as the van's tire, where he cornered it again and took it back into the bushes. I think it escaped from him there, too.

Just a satisfying couple of days for the most part. If the neuropathy would quit and let me drive, things would be copacetic all the way 'round.