Family Reunion Minus the Cat

You know I don't allow the peeps to put their ugly mugs pictures on my blog. I may make an exception today since it's Senile Saturday. Let me tell you about my day on Thursday. The peeps were supposed to go out on Wednesday but we had a Nor'easter so they went on Thursday. They left me around 12:30 and didn't return home until—big gasp—10:45 pm! That's right, the little kitteh was abandoned. I did get even.

Not a piece of catnip to be found! Photos by Nancy Maguire.

When the peeps finally dragged their sorry asses in the door came home, I gave them the back of disrespect. That's right. Plus, the first thing Pop saw upon coming in the door was that I'd had some furrends over and we trashed the place. The Christmas coat tree was lying on the floor with all the ornaments shirts that hadn't yet been ironed strewn about. Disregard the strike outs; TW did that because she wants to tell her side of the story cos she's the senile one here. Can't argue with that but I want strike out privileges too!

TW's fudge & the book

TW here. We had a wonderful time visiting with the family. I don't look forward to all the travelling—over 2 hours both ways—but love getting to spend time with folks I see once or twice a year. This year, instead of exchanging gifts, Karen and Nancy made a commemorative recipe book with every one of us contributing a recipe or two. It came out wonderful. I'm lucky enough to have a family in which all the woman love to bake. Everyone's cookies was delicious and my cheat fudge was even a hit!

We meant to take an early train home but lost track of time so we had to catch the 9 pm train. By the time we got home, CK met us at the door and was so excited to see us. (CK: Liar! I was actually starving and was begging for food.) Her Pop noticed the coat tree laying on the floor so we checked CK out for post-concussion syndrome. We were relieved that she looked none the worse so concluded it must not have landed on her. I fed her and since we were hungry from the journey, we sat down to eat. CK quickly jumped on the table. She wanted to be with us rather than eat her own food. After getting some loving and petting from her Pop, she plopped down on the table between us and started purring loudly. She was even doing that double purring thing even though neither of us was touching her. (CK: OMC! She's making it all up! She wants to ruin my reputation! Pull the plug on the computer! Pull the [censored] plug!)

Family portrait. I'm sure you can pick the peeps out.

Afterward while her Pop was getting ready for bed, she got the zoomies, happily zooming around the house to show us how elated she was that we were home. She ran through her tunnels and all through the house. Besides my not being able to pet her and being afraid of her, she's basically a nice cat. and …

CK here. Sorry I'm being forced to pull the plug here. I've been libeled and slandered enough! I hope you enjoyed that nice piece of fiction by The Woman. And she wonders why I bite her.