It's a beautiful and peaceful day out today. Edgar decided to curl up with a good Nero Wolf mystery while Sassy felt a nap on the window sill was in order.
My cat Edgar Allen Poe likes to drink my ice tea. Usually he'll drink out of his own tea cup but he would rather drink out of mine. And if I leave my glass unattended he will. I thought he liked it because it is sweet but, he drank it unsweetened. He even drank my sisters tea and she had lemon in her glass.
Like anyone confronted with the harshness of robbery on the high seas, you can be pessimistic at times. Even though you're not always the traditional swaggering gallant, your steadiness and planning make you a fine, reliable pirate. Arr!
I'm the proud mother of two boys both grown and married. I have one cat, Edgar Allen Poe, who has his own blog.
Life keeps marching on but I'm keeping up.