The Nightly Mews
Last night, I was feeling dizzy and queasy. I'm feeling more-or-less okay this morning. Don't know what that was about.
Zara made a fuss over me when I woke up, walking on my lap and rubbing against me. Aww.
My phone is casting a reflection on the ceiling. Mimi wants the reflection. She's meowing at it. Goof. I should see if I have a laser pointer around here.
I stepped on Mimi's tail. Bad Mommy. She seems to be okay though.
Zara "vanished," but came trotting out of the bathroom later. I guess that she was behind the hamper?
It's supposed to go down to 19 degrees F tonight. I pulled out my clean sweats before I left this morning. Time to hibernate with the cats.
Had fun chatting with my friend Jude at work. Apparently her daughter's dog has been throwing up, so her daughter took her to a vet in Bloomington that sounds great. I've gotten used to the people at my vet, but I'm mulling over giving that vet a try.
My dad has been sending me e-mails about investing, nutrition, and such. He's been emphasizing listening to your body. I have a real taste for apples, so I'm going to get some at the store tonight. (I need to get milk anyway.)
Went to the store, came home, and fed the girls and myself. I'm falling into a food coma and really want to lie down. ASAP. I hope that Zara will give me room in the bed. I shared a video on Facebook of someone trying to get into bed with her cat in the middle of the bed. Her butt was sticking out from the blankets. I labeled it "Zara and me".
Uh-oh. Zara's lying ON my pillow. This isn't good :)
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