my kitties

This is mr. squeeky... snowbeast... or just the wild cat that came to our shop one day that Elliott tamed. Now he is my cuddle buddy. He has a grey face and paws and a huge white polar bear body.

This is our princess cat Cocoa Chanel Goodrich. In truth she is a daddy's girl. She LOVES Elliott. But she loves me too. Just slightly less. Us working women don't have much time to spend with our furry children. I put her in my jacket in the evenings and we go get the chicken eggs together.

Aren't you horrifically allergic to cats you say?

Mainly, yes. But it has actually gotten a lot better than it used to be. Also I just can't resist their furry purring faces. That's what claratin is for.

xo,

kayla

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my day off

My day off was so great. I had forgotten what stay at home wife life was like. I slept in and went for a little jog about the ditch roads in the sunshine. I have missed the sunshine. And jogging. I even brought little Coco Chanel kitty out to play and frolic around in our frozen garden. I love my kitty. I even made my husband lunch. Love that man.

Also I love my new iphone. I am amazed by it's every function. And istagram. Which possessed me to take a pictures of myself in the car like I haven't done since I was 16. Ohhh yeah. Me in the hondaaaa.

I went to visit my sisser. Good thing too, because she hasn't quite gotten the hang of being a kitty owner yet, and she had given hers a bath. The poor soaked thing was hiding under the bed. I lured her out and Chels and I blow dryed her back to fuzzy perfection. Don't worry Chels. I gotcho back.

Theennn I got home and made dinner and a PIE of the lemon meringue sort. For Brenda, my beloved mother in law. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRENDA!!!

xo,

Kayla

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