Molly dog has gone to her new home. I, of course, have been blubbing for the past week at the prospect of her going, even though 'tis the right thing to do for all. She has a lovely new, cat-free home. My eyes are HUGE and blood shot. Real sex goddess material.
Son no 1 is on his way up from down south....to cheer his old mother up.
Son no 2 has invited us to a barbie tomorrow.
The cats are REALLY happy.
Cilla is a bit quiet and, I suspect, missing her partner in crime. Lots of tlc being heaped on her. She gets on with the mogs.
I just want world peace for my pet companions.