I got a package in the mail on Saturday (yesterday). It was a box from someone we know and love and I put it on the dining room table on the tissue paper to photograph it for this here blog. Upon opening aforesaid package, I had a Stinky on the table. The following is a pictorial of her discovery.
Notice she never moved far from the hat. Our Cookie sent me the beautiful purple hat (that is so warm and soft and beautiful and fits), but included a catnip minion for Stinky. I’m ashamed to admit that my little girl has a drug problem. She’s a stoner. It’s very sad.
As is so often the case, you really can’t tell by looking at her, but it’s true. While I was writing an email to Cookie to let her know that I had gotten the package and thanking her for the beautiful hat and catnip minion, Stinky was leaning on the dining room table leg. As I said. So sad. Of course, our Cookie had no way of knowing that Stinky could not handle the catnip. How could she know? We just don’t talk about it.
Thank you once more, dear Cookie!!
You all have a wonderful Sunday. See? Twice already. I really really am trying. My soundtrack for today?Ms. Etta James, the Grateful Dead and Tower of Power horns with “Hard to Handle” from 1982. It is great!!!
Have a good one!!