The 'Mama' was pretty quiet for the remainder of the afternoon... not out of anger it seemed, but just that the adventure had done in more than her paws.
It was a hot day out of doors, and a good day for her to read a book and rub my head while I nappinnapped under the a/c vent and ceiling fan.
And that was all good until BUNKER time. I swear (am I allowed to?)... does it THUNDER here every day??? And when does the next trolley leave???
Monday MOMandMEday - No SUN here for our SUNday - No Lord Waldo - No Lord PF on HIS point - ...and as I was putting this together to stage for posting, I hit The PF Pala...