Kathy was worried about me falling into the water so she held on to me real tight. She said it was windy and she was concerned. Sigh. I am a CAT. I mean, really? Still, it was nice to know I was in good hands.
Well, maybe not. I'm not sure I want to try pole dancing again.
I need a drink. Wait, where's the booze? I think I need some... Waiter!
This is more like it. I like people watching, and waiting for the birds to come back to these spiffy houses.
You didn't think Mom and I would miss the local quilt shop, did you?
Pole dancing notwithstanding, Mom and I are having a good time.