My Little Girl

There are times when I wish that I really didn’t like animals. And last night was definitely one of them. Maude was gone from 1PM until 6AM. I didn’t get to sleep until after 1AM. We left the back door to the garage open a few inches and locked the door to the house. At 3:30, she still had not come home. Finally, at 6AM, she came bounding in from the garage and headed for the chow. I opened a fresh can of chicken for her. She was really hungry. I was so glad to see her and so mad at her. I told her she was a very bad girl in a very sweet voice. I didn’t want her to get the wrong idea, but I needed to say it. She does like to wander, but she always heads home when it gets dark. I bought her for her “A” personality. She does not let Zip run over her. She thinks she weights thirty pounds. I could never keep her in. She doesn’t like to be held, but she will get in your lap and she likes to petted and scratched. She’s a pistol.

Now she’s catching up on her sleep.

It was such a nice day that I sat out back and worked on my socks. I am starting the heel. I have done this heel before, but it has been a long time. Thanks to Lucy’s excellent instructions, the heel is now finished.

Here is how it looked this afternoon.

I also started sewing together my little squares and triangles.

And now, I think I’ll take my book and go to bed.

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One Response to “My Little Girl”

  1. Christine Says:

    Whew! I was afraid there for a minute! Maude: “DON’T DO THAT!”

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