We're having an ice storm. It looks beautiful out but it's deadly on travel. I'm worried about Skooter and his family traveling this weekend. I don't know if they have the same ice issue up in the Denver metro area but if they do, they won't be going anywhere today. I want them to be safe and warm in their home with Skooter by their side.
Skooter must be up, because I'm up. As bad as it was, I still miss our times in the middle of the night. I miss hearing him whine for me. I miss being needed. I was the only one who could give him what he wanted. There was some measure of comfort in knowing that.
And I wonder what the Mopester is doing this holiday weekend. I hope he's not left at home while the family goes out. I want for him to be calmed down enough that he can go places with them. I miss the little stink pot.
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