Sometimes Rita cracks me up. Night before last, I was knitting way late and when I looked over at her, I cracked up.
I got up, walked right up to her, took a picture and she never woke up. She sleeps like I do . . dead to the world! I wanted to grab her and hug her . . just like I always wanted to do when Chad was a baby but . . I know not to interrupt quiet so I left her alone and kept knitting.
Not only is she cute but she’s just so sweet. Last night when I was trying to get Speck out, I came real close to getting bit. I hope Rita doesn’t get grumpy when she gets old. By then, I’ll be really old and I’ll probably be grumpy too and two grumpy old girls could be a bad/sad situation! 🙂