Mary's bronchitis is nearly licked. We survived a harrowing 24 hours without air conditioning. Our work week is on a weird schedule because of the holiday. Mark scored three cases of snacks from Amazon for a total of $15.
July looks to be crazy (the week from July 8 through July 15 alone includes Grandma's 92 birthday, The Police concert and, fingers crossed, a visit with the Dalzell family) and we celebrate our 10th anniversary in August.
Meanwhile, the cats are starting to get used to each other. Last night, I snapped these exclusive pictures of Louie and Clyde not hating on each other:


More later!
Mark
1 comment:
Those cats look like they're eating vicoprophen.
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