There was a stop for drinks and supper downtown after work at an outside table at Warp & Weft. It was sunny and breezy enough that the drinks sheet blew off the table. My nimble colleague leapt from her seat and retrieved it. Then the specials sheet blew off the table. She got that one, too.
We were chatting and relaxing in the comfortable air and suddenly nearly three hours had gone by. Later, the waiter's pen I was about to use to sign my debit card slip fell and landed across the sewer grate. Luckily, it didn't fall in.
Downtown at dusk. |
Before long, this level of light will happen around 4:00 and that will be
depressing. In the time it took to walk the couple blocks to the garage, it
seemed like it had gotten dark almost immediately.
At home, I couldn’t find KiKi. I ran the drill and checked on the stairs, under the table, behind the chair, and behind the couch. She was found behind the couch, hanging out. She remained there for an hour after I found her, and when she came out, she was ready to socialize.
Kiki lounging. |
Keeks looked up at me as I sat on the couch. And then she sauntered off to sit
under the dining room table. From there, she stared into the living room. We admired each
other from afar. Kiki is an enchanting housemate and I'm ready to be wrapped around her little paw.
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