Early Friday morning

It’s early morning and still dark and for some reason, I’m dressed and completely ready to go off to work having done so on auto-pilot because I woke up late and just kept moving. My husband has just told me that I looked more awake in my robe and slippers than I do now in my dress up work clothes.

Thanks, Honey.

So maybe another cup of coffee will wake me up, and maybe writing this quick post will help. I’ve only had these photos set up to write something for the past three days and every time I came here to Live Writer, I could think of nothing to say.

 

And I love this photo.

I do have a beautiful dog, and he’s a good soul (if not a little neurotic at times). And his coloring against the old oriental rug in the entrance foyer, is just perfect.

 

 

And it matches the mums I have in the planters on the little back porch.

 

 

* sigh *

 

 

Miss Blackie needs to get in the picture. She does this a lot.

And speaking of kitties . . .

 

 

What the what?

Cat Bounce

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Hope you enjoy your weekend . . . wherever you are and wherever you roam ~

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