Monday, March 31, 2008

Oh, right. She's a cat.

Got home around 10:30 at night.  When I opened the door, Jasmine was at the far end of the hallway, peeking around the wall to see who it was. 

When she saw it was me, she excitedly ran down the hall toward me

... and made a sharp turn off into the bedroom.

Yeah, I missed you too.

1 comment:

helmswondermom said...

Maybe she suddenly remembered a previous appointment?