While waiting to start "Journaling in January" with Misty Mawn, I want to share a couple of things with You Peeps.
I was listening to Joni Mitchell's song, "Little Green" while I made this art and laid some plans out. Hopefully they won't follow those of the mice and men in Robert Burns's poem "To A Mouse" but will come to good fortunes!
Speaking of film at 11, it's now 18F here as we inch towards the Midnight Hour, the wind chill even more bitter than usual as an Alberta Clipper comes through. I think how good it is to have this fellow here in a comfortable and comforting place, as he waits patiently for the evening to wind down and for me to come upstairs and give him my UNDIVIDED ATTENTION, which is his just due. Okay, let me restate that -- which he believes is his just due.
For Kitty Boy, however, this new year is like any other year, especially when he adds me to his personal mix. Food and treats, lots of head kisses, naps on the bed, a little fussing, and a lot of pampering. His only NON might be no vets ever again -- but other than this total improbability, things are fine just the way they're shaking out right here and now with him.
To be honest -- with me, too. Take care!