Oh, and inbetween, we fought the feline hoard. Our neighbors who usually share the feeding burden are out of town this week, so we have been tasked with supplying the wet food, so now any time there's any movement near our front door, suddenly there's an explosion of cats! It's actually kind of fun--we open the front door and there's already three extra cats inside. So Athena made sure to feed them before we left, but when we went out to wait for our ride the young one we call Boots followed us and kept meowing and meowing. I love that the kitty talks to us, but it's hard not knowing what the message is. Athena thinks it was, "Can't I go inside and have my own private food dish?" My more charitable interpretation is, "We haven't been getting enough food with the neighbors out of town and you being out of dry food! Please give us more!" So Athena fed them all again when we got back (since we were out of dry food, we ordered a 25 pound bag of Purina).
Today I'm thankful for a lovely Relief Society activity, all the lemony treats, Page having a new favorite spot under our desk, finishing that draft of Wake Up Sleeping Beauty, and having a Freschetta pizza to look forward to tomorrow.
