It's a wonder he came home. After a month MIA, Chewie came home. The neighbors found him in their basement Friday night. Not sure where he was before then, but he's pretty scrawny, so my theory of him warming himself in front of someone's fireplace is shot.
It's a wonder that he came home right before this started. This is the first 8-10 inches from the weekend.
It's coming down again today.
It's a wonder how this girl has grown cuter. She'll be 18 months old tomorrow and has entered into that pre terrible 2 stage. She is a sneaky little thing.
We have a gate up in front of the kitty litter box which has always worked to keep the dog out. Unfortunately, since our baseboards are so tall we have to put the gate higher. Tess has figured out she is small enough to squeeze UNDER.
It's not a sandbox honey.
She still eats like a little piggy and doesn't turn her nose up at anything. Thank goodness. Let's hope the antipickiness lasts. And she's still a snuggler. Doling out hugs and kisses like the little princess she is.