Sometimes you gotta run for the hills

Piddled around today. Went and fed the kitties (A-man found this a huge thrill). Swung by the mall for lunch and presents for Mammy. Packed and fed the baby, but then we stalled out. B-dawg came home worn out, and S decided not to come up the hill. I jumped in the car and came anyway...packed so fast I forgot underwear..oops.

Gave Mr. Urbane a hard time via IM this morning. I need to learn to be less sassy. Also talked to the long lost HCB. She might come out for a visit, which would ROCK!

A-man has begun to make a funny squeak that we think is supposed to be a kitty meow.

It was too dark to take photos of the tomatoes at Tomato Curve...bummer.
Night, sweet dreams, sleep tight.