G at the Pump Room

This morning, I finally took Groundy with me to see the girls. I should note right away that there are no photos of this event. This is not because I didn't take any, rather that half of them are a frantic blur and the other are of my bed--under which Smidge was hiding.

G was beyond beyond excited about this adventure and true to form, she knew exactly where we were going when we rounded the corner on my block. She practically dragged me to the door of my apartment (which is extra funny considering I'd always assumed she was excited to see me there and I was clearly already with her--maybe she's been excited to see Lu?).

When I unlocked the door, S looked at me as though I'd arrived with 10 running vacuums. G's tail was wagging wildly and S bolted. The conversation was probably something like this:

Groundhog: HELLO NEW BEST FRIEND--LET ME LOVE YOU!!!!
Smidge:--------

G's feelings couldn't be hurt for long because my apartment is SO exciting. She went running around smelling everything, delighting in the leftover yuks and, of course, Lu. This whole time Lu was in her red throne just glaring sassily. G stuck her sweet face right into L's and L started making a mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr noise BUT she never hissed or swatted or bristled.

I fed Lu her fresh yuks while Hogs supervised and then went to try and coax the chicken out of hiding.

Poor S was making these pathetic weird squeaky noises and audibly panting but she crawled from under the bed and let me hold her next to G who was momentarily very still and gentle.

All in all, it was a grand experiment that I will retry tomorrow.

Otherwise, today has been warm and humid and LOOKS a lot like rain.

I am finally going to watch Winn Dixie and will report back.

If the rain holds off, G and I might try Carl's again tonight.

And now: a random cat pics because let's face it, a post is no fun without pictures.

I love this sweet sleepy guy.

B is content to cuddle with any part of my person--including, I guess, my foot.