We lost our sweet Emma kitty today. Kidney failure. The vet said there was nothing to be done. She was an excellent cat, and was uncomplaining and well-mannered all the way to the end. We will miss her company very much.
And it is spring. Or so says the calendar. The trees and shrubs are all in flower, and there are beautiful daffodils, but it is cold.
Katie really wanted to go hiking again at Stone Mountain yesterday after church, and despite my reservations about the weather it sort of sounded good to me too.
We wound up getting rained on on the way back, and it was very chilly, but Finny Loves wading! He didn't want to leave his creek -- only the promise of another vanilla ice cream cone convinced him. Funny pup.