I spent no less than one hour searching for my little black pocket camera that I love. I was kinda worried I had set it on the back of Vince’s pickup, which is pretty much stationary, but does get used about once every 10 days or so to make a run to the landfill. We don’t have garbage pickup out here. I didn’t want to admit to Vince that was a possibility so I just kept wandering around in the driveway. Then I remembered that last night the battery was needing charging and the charger is in the bedroom. There it was . . so here are updated pix of Boots and now you know I’m losing my mind!
He loves sleeping on the ironing board! If I’m trying to cut fabric, he’s on the cutting table. If I’m trying to iron, he’s on the ironing board. I’ve almost given up trying to sew. Look how long he is when he stretches out like that!
He’s slapping at the strap on the camera but he isn’t putting a whole lot of effort into it. I still can’t believe we have a cat!