We Call him the Lion King

has her first sleep over it was fun melissa***j.k. tabitha did this

Little Tabs was messing with my blog…anyway… Silver, formally thought of as a ‘community liver’ has outdone himself and caught his first mouse. He came barreling into the living room the other night as I was meditating, and I was about to chastise him for interrupting my zen moment when I realized that he’d brought a little critter friend with him. The whole thing was rather horrifying and the mouse ended up dying from fright, I presume. But at least now I know that Silver is a real cat. He was so proud of himself that he strutted around for a few days with a giant Cheshire grin on his little white face. Even Peter noticed the difference in his demeanor.
Some crazy, bitter woman barked at me and Pippi in the grocery store yesterday am. “Hurry up! Grab your kid and get out of the way!” she yelled at Pip, who was walking into the store just behind me in her little girl steps. There are a lot of really bitter and twisted people out there. Just a few months ago we were yelled at in another store and I was told I was “an ignorant bitch!” for not getting out of some nasty woman’s way fast enough. I guess it’s a little bad karma I must endure for all the really nice compliments we often receive from strangers.

Party was a raging success–four friends over last night. Man, there wasn’t any space for me to retreat to–children in every nook and cranny.

Tennis tonight and coffee out.