Early Sunday morning, if you must know.
So, before I went to work on Friday I found a couple bags of the IAMS cat food that Newbie likes, at the Windsor Street Sobeys. In return, Friday evening, Newbie made momentary eye contact with me, acknowledging me.
Friday night, both Patricia and I went to bed pretty much as soon as we got home. Not sure what hit us, other than exhaustion.
Saturday morning, we eventually got up. We drove to the Valley for a day trip. I had to pay the man who mows the lawn down there. We ran some other errands and returned late this evening. Newbie was waiting for us, tapping his right front paw on the floor and looking at his little watch, the one he saved up for by capturing mice in the neighborhood a couple of years ago. He is enterprising. Give him that much.
We have spent the last few hours decompressing from our Valley adventures. Sunday beckons. We have much to do around the house, but there is that whole "day of rest" thing that often conspires against us. We will have to see.
I am turning in.
See you tomorrow.