Getting used to this lonely life and I am doing OK.
We are not allowed to have dinner parties anymore so, for company, I invited the Feral family. No fancy dinnerware needed and no fine glasses; melamine will do fine. MissTea is waiting on the grill and she brought her grumpy face with her. She doesn’t like to wait. The lovely Marilyn has chosen her seat and their patient Ma Bucks, will eat their scraps when they are done.
Yes, quarantine is playing with my mind.
