It's Lonely At The Casa

Well, the youngsters needed to stay overnight at the vet. I dropped them off at 7:30 this morning but Doc Andrew had taken ill... so Doc Ed, his dad, slipped in the surgeries as he could. He didn't finish up until later in the afternoon. To be safe, he decided they should spend the night.

I haven't been feeling well (hmmmm.... is it going around??) and was home from work today. It was very strange not to have the kittens napping with me. Especially Trudy, who doubles as a mustard plaster... LOL! In fact, this evening is seems eerily quiet with only four cats in residence!! I have to cringe that when the call came in that the younguns weren't coming back, I thought, "Oh, good, I don't have to get dressed and go out!" Bad cat mama!

On the bright side, Peggy Sue had the bed all to herself (except for the big human, of course!) this afternoon and she seemed to enjoy that very much. I did fall asleep faster for my naps without the kittens attacking my feet (that's the ritual when I climb in). Annie, who rarely ventures downstairs, took up position under the recliner. Winnie checked out every one of my meals and sniffed the place wall to wall... I think she misses them, too. Or is she wondering, "Are they really gone??? Hooray!"

So off to bed I go soon... if napping was strange without them, I wonder what tucking in for the night will be like...