So, GG thought he would post for me and then Mom called in response to the pictures I sent her. I really wasn’t ignoring everyone else!
Hurray for us! We get pics 
You look very content. That is always a very good thing.
Fingers crossed that your death will be many years hence and much more dignified.
I think Spot needs some fuzzy balls seeing as how someone stole his. GG loves to play hide and seek with them.
She is a very pretty lil girl! I wonder if she is trying to tell you that she wants moving water now. Cause you know how cats can change their minds about what they want overnight.
Go Bailey! I am also smiling just thinking about it. 
Gives you a big hug and then shakes you. Don’t scare us like this again!!!
What a clever woman, such a good idea!
The bed looks wonderful, you did an amazing job in a very short amount of time. It looks like something that will serve you well for many years.
Back when we had a lifted Jeep, I used to have a plastic step stool on a rope so I could climb into it and pull my steps up and fold them to store behind the seat. It was all the fashion with the distaff sex in that group.
Does she drink tap water? Our vets have always suggested giving our pets filtered or bottled water because their little kidneys and bladders can’t hand the contaminates allowed in water for humans.
The words I am not speaking cover all of those things. Selfish asshole.
Wickenburg hasn’t changed much, the billboard entering town is still proudly announcing the impending Arby’s…just as it has every year since I retired. There are new houses on the north side and two roundabouts before you get to the twisty two lane highway up the White Spars. The bar at the old whorehouse in Skull Valley still advertises hourly room rates.
I don’t know if you have ever been in there, but the very small rooms still have the narrow iron beds with springs that squeal and squall and squeak with every change in weight. And the mattresses are lumpy. And everyone in the bar knew just what was going on because the walls were old, thin hand-hewn pine boards. The only reason anyone would pay a large amount of money (50 an hour now which made both of us clutch our pearls.) to bounce on one of those beds was because someone brought a floozy and gave them compliments and drinks.
They make really good burgers.