Not Much
We seem to have made progress on the ant attack. Yesterday they only took over the silverware drawer. We never could figure out where they came from or how they got there. Lots of freshly cleaned knifes, forks, and spoons now.
Catfish has decided that his big fuzzy orb be promoted to “most favorite” while Annie has succesfully shredded one of her rope with a tennis ball toy. Annie’s idea of a great toy is one that she can chew and distroy while Catfish tends to cuddle and play with his and gets very indignant if they loose stuffing.
The neighbors are hammering on the wall next door. I suspect they are hanging Christmas decorations of some sorts. I find it rather amusing because they act anything but that which I equate with being Christian.
I wonder if the little ants have souls? At least the royal orb of fuz and the ropey are inanimate .
