Yes, I shocked mama the other day. Someone camed to the door to deliver something boring (not for me stuff), and I WENTED OUT THE DOOR AND STARTED TO GO DOWN THE HALL. Imagine! I've never been that brave before! Ever! I always stay inside, sometimes by the door, but INSIDE. What was I thinking? Of course I got picked up and brought back inside where it's nice and my foodies are and my treats. I was almost at Lizzy's old partment. Remember Lizzy the poodle? She always camed to visit me, not the other way around. Did I smell woofie after all this time? Prolly not. But it was worth trying, anyway. About as exciting an adventure this senior citizen cares to have.
Maybe I'll try again. Someday.
Lizzy. *sigh* I miss having her around and hearing her cute bark and her guardian's gruff but loving "Lizzy!" when he wanted her to listen to him. And her cute french coat and beret in the wintertime. And the bow in her hair when she camed back from the groomer, looking all cute. And the fact that, like me, and a lot of us here, SHE WAS A RESCUE!
There are some really cute woofies here, and LOTS of rescues. Cats included!
love and good thoughts to all,
(and yes, Cotton, we have not been blogging as much as we should. So thank you for asking, as mommy felt bad about neglecting her duties around here being my typist)