I had just finished washing the fence plate rail dishes so was happily placing them back. I don't think Sam's game was going as well as his brother Jake's.
Over and out...I have basement cleaning on the agenda today. Sam said, "Nonni, I don't want to be rude, but your house smells like cat *oop." I need to have that child here more often. He has a nose for news. Fioré has not been happy since the squirrel was tearing around down there. If I can't get her back to her box, I'm afraid it's the end of the trail. I will not have a dirty cat forever. Any suggestions for getting a cat straightened around? Okay, now this post has really taken a turn for the worse.
Linking to *Judith at Monday Mosaic,* but not participating. I have work to do!