Anna exits the front door, as I'm in the kitchen gathering my creamer, coffee cup, etc., to take out to the coffee station, when WHOOSH, our 8-month old Hitchhiker (who looks identical to the chartoon character Sylvestor), rushes past, jumps onto the sink countertop and is looking out the window for Anna.
Really? Hitch... Chan is in the front yard, not the back... you need to work on your comprehension skills. This is an ongoing conversation between us. This leads into Sam our senior (who, is sadly, in his last days and milking it for everything it's worth) Lavender Siamese who will bark (literally) out his orders to the rest of the indoor gang; namely kittens Amaretto, Leif, Tippy and Olive to stop rolling into him at the food bowl (an ongoing battle). Sam just began barking a few month ago-- it sound like a sharp squak. Of course, this dovetails nicely with Chan's growl that sounds like she's meowing. Interspecies identity issues are us! Seriously.
Jeff and Chan come back inside... which leads to Hitchhiker and Anna's daily routine; he'll race Chan to the food bowl, then jump inside before she gets to take a bite which leads Chan to loudly protest in her growl/meow imitation. Then everyone spreads out for their morning naps. Why don't we have normal pets? I ask Jeff, to which he always replies, What would we do w/normal? Good point.
A little while later Jeff tooled off to work. I've fed the indoor/outdoor gang, started laundry, made the bed and am pondering my 'to do' list. After ALL the work there are some fun things on it... like watching recorded segments of The Good Wife, Blue Bloods, Scandal on our DVR, reading, Shutterfly. It's all good.
Whatever you decide to do today... go out and enjoy!
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