Woe is Wednesday
Wednesday, December 02, 2020
Waiting for the plumber, never a good scenario.
The new ebike that arrived yesterday was the wrong model in the right box. Returning it tomorrow, and I still have no bike.
So provoked with Grayce. Miss Moppet has one shallow basket she sleeps in. She’s so old and frail that it’s hard for her to get in the other baskets. Up till today, Grayce has left the shallow one alone, but today I keep finding her in the one basket Miss Moppet uses. It’s not as though there aren’t enough beds and baskets for the three of them. What gets into that cat’s hard little head?