Writer, Cookie Historian, mixed media textile artist, baker, Golden Bear.
Collector of weird bank robbery stories and old cookbooks.Maybe some fabric.
Friday, May 4, 2012
Since our dog passed away last year, we've been petless. Anyone who has had a long term animal companion knows how empty the house feels when there are only humans in it.
My daughter found these kittens for us, and now it seems as though they have always been here. As you can see above, Harry Longpaw has dropped off while doing some reading.
Miss Etta quickly learned that Mr. Hunting Creek, while professing to be a dog-lover, is a sucker for a pretty face.
She jumped right into working. We'll have to put parental controls on the HP Mini, or she will be playing bird videos on you tube all day long.
It's amazing how such small critters can sound like a herd of horses running on hardwood floors.