First, there is a pumpkin to carve:
Then winter comes and there are snowballs to make:
And throw: So you want to take my picture, eh!?!
Aw, let’s kiss and make up!
Bob used to say Katie was Scotch Guarded. The water ran off her back, didn’t penetrate her fur, but she was still hurt by words.
We were living in a wretched little house in Seabright at the time. The basement flooded every week. I had to ShopVac it weekly to keep the mold down. It was a losing battle so we then moved into Halifax for a year where I stayed three more years until I built the house I am in now. This house has lots of stairs, perhaps a way to keep me from inviting Bob back. Besides, I do like stairs, separate levels for separate activities.
There's been no more news yet. So now, I’m off to visit my puppy. My soon-to-be new playmate.
Posted by leya at December 12, 2005 09:18 AM