I’m sorry I haven’t been around. I am working a case that is taking a lot of my attention right now.
Saturday night I got called out at 10:30 PM, and I didn’t make it back home until 10:30 Sunday morning.
Needless to say, the gang was NOT happy.
Rumpy refused to eat his breakfast.
The cats ate, but they were quite agitated.
I went straight to bed, and they all wanted to go with me. Even Rumpy was on the bed, and he doesn’t usually do that.
It felt good.
It hurts me to think that there are those in the world who do not have such a connection to any living thing.
I’m grateful I don’t fall into that category.