Cats and Underwear

There is something about cats and underwear. I've gotten out of the bath more than once to find Lju walking around with my underwear around her neck. My sister's cat Sexy used to drag her underwear around the house.

I put my clean clothes away yesterday in preparation for laundry today (as it is finally not supposed to rain). I apparently had not closed my underwear drawer, because I found Grep crouched above it when I went to bed. Upon looking into it to close it, I realized there were only a few pairs left. Then I looked down. Grep had fished more than 30 pairs of underwear out of the drawer and dropped it next to the dresser. That cat needs a hobby.

Shades of 93?

It has been a wet year. Just as I finally gave in and started watering the garden, it started raining. And kept raining for a few days. Most of the houses around me were built in the fifties for a good reason - it was the last time the area was flooded out. While 93 was a bigger flood, the levees held it back.

So thankfully we are a bit north of the current area of flooding. The most it has affected my life is not getting to hang out with C&C this weekend, as they couldn't get to C's parents to drop off kids. I'm hoping that C is able to get to work, and drop off Noah (appropriate name) at daycare in Ottawa.

Garden is doing well. Picked another cuc this morning, and have 3 tomatoes to eat tonight.