So, it’s raining, but not buckets.
I was sorta hoping for buckets.
We need buckets.
Mr. Panda Pants is letting his hair down more and more now that he’s getting settled in. He is quite the barker when he gets going. He has one high note that I think could be used to wake the dead, but I don’t want to put it to the test. There are enough Zombie programs and movies right now on the market thank you very much.
He isn’t ALWAYS barking or running around.
He’s taken a shine to Sunny… but then who wouldn’t?
I plan to eat my dinner next to the window where I can get a good look at the blustery weather.
It will look very much like this…. because I have leftovers.
Home baked gefilte fish with appropriate side dishes.
When dinner is over I’m planning a special cuddle with Ben. He’s feeling a little left out since Panda showed up. I can tell.