There’s a doggy out of the picture, but hey, that’s the way the camera bounces!
Hey, out there. I’m just hanging here on my Annapura rock on top of my little private Lie-Down-Rug that papa’s ex-wife gave to me for Christmas, and I am as happy as a clam, whatever that means, because OUTSIDE it is COOOOOOOLD and everyone says it’s going to snow.
Papa says no snow, so I’m goin’ with his predictions.
BUT, just in case, I have laid up supplies in hidden places all over the house for when we are snowed in, haha. Kibble, wet food in little packages, beef jerky (just kidding, don’t know what that is but it’s survival food).
Unfortunately, right now, mama is cooking merguez sausages and I can’t get to them to whisk one away out of its pan and stash it somewhere with the other loot.
But…the night is young, heh, heh.
Meanwhile, I’m going to take a few moments to reflect on whether to go outside at all with that white stuff on the ground. I mean, would YOU leave this snuggle place, I ask you? No way, Jose.
And au revoir, Mr. Kitty. We are so sad for your family.