Meow!

The state of things at the moment requires my husband, who’s at home during the week, to handle some of my, um, affairs.

Today that consisted of picking up Lucy from the cat clinic, where she spent the weekend recovering from a vomiting episode.

Yet there was also the matter of dropping off our mortgage payment, which somehow missed the mailbox and was discovered in an odd location miles away from its destination.

He chose to combine the two.

Bad choice on his part since I inadvertently provided incorrect directions to the mortgage office. Which meant a memorable experience traveling up and down East Beltline with a very distressed cat on the seat next to him.

Yes, I feel slightly guilty due to the confusion I created. But I had to stifle a few giggles when he called to inform me that he was lost and I could hear Miss Lucy meowing insistently in the background. I’m so evil.

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