Well, who can’t be thankful for a nice warm fire?!
I certainly am. Momma got back after a very short day skiing. She got a horse named Charlie on the slopes and it wouldn’t go away and so she had to come home. I guess she had a hard time getting her boot off. I think Charlie may have stepped on her or something because then she talked about being in pain.
I sat there and I purred at her lots to make her feel better.
Chey and Georgia were there too snoozing by the fire.