EVERY DOG NEEDS A CAT

I agree, but my Diana thinks differently.  I want a cat badly, badly.

Thanks to Doug.

TOGETHERNESS WITH STORMY

After my laptop and I were comfortably settled in a chair at my son's house, their Russian blue cat, Stormy, decided to join me. At first he tried to settle on my laptop, but I wasn't having that, so he moved over to my side to share the chair with me. I made space for Stormy, but he's a large, fat cat, and we had to squeeze in.   He did not seem to mind, though I did a little, but I let him stay.

My granddaughter took a picture of a front view of Stormy just ready to fall asleep.

There we stayed for quite a while until the the battery power on my laptop ran low, and I had to get up to plug it in.  Stormy jumped down and decided to nap elsewhere.

MISCELLANEA

Because I'm doing OTBB (other things besides blogging) like answering a backlog of emails, household chores like emptying the clothes dryer, emptying the dishwasher, cleaning up the kitchen after Grandpère cooked lunch, vacuuming the stairs, etc. after boring etc., except for answering the emails, I offer a few random photos, miscellanea, which I just uploaded from my camera to my computer.



Above you see Stormy, the gray cat, and Wendy, with the stripes, the cats who own my son and his two children. Wendy's eyes caught the flash. I tried to fix them, but my fix did not work, so there they are in their flashing beauty.



Grandpère is proud of the fruits of his garden, and I enjoy eating the fresh produce. Pictured above is the parsley which came back after the swallowtail caterpillars stripped the plants of leaves months ago, which shows that we can have our parsley and let the caterpillars eat it, too.

Also pictured are two varieties of lettuce and two varieties of oranges, navel and Louisiana Sweet. We've been drinking fresh-squeezed orange juice for months now, in addition to eating the oranges and giving away bushels to the local food bank.



Mardi Gras season has been around for a while, but on Sunday we will attend probably our only parade here in Thibodaux, Cleophas, which passes in front of our church, where the congregation gathers for a potluck and then to watch the parade.

Pictured above is the beautiful Mardi Gras scarf, which my daughter-in-law gave me yesterday, and which I will be wearing to the parade Sunday.

Sunday evening, Bishop Morris Thompson will make his first official visit to our parish to baptize, confirm, and receive new members. After the service, we will have a reception to welcome the new bishop. Our day will be quite full.