First, we got snow! Second, my gouty foot is less swollen and less painful. Third, I decided to get my crochet hand back and started this scarf last night. I ran out of yarn, so I plan to make a run to JoAnn's to see if they still have it (yes, I bought it two years ago -- isn't that always the way?). Bhu showed only minor interest in the yarn, but as you can see, he owns all things.
"Fanks, mom, for mai nice new butt rug!" 
I told my dawtah I would send her a picture of my gouty foot and she went "EWWW!" So, I've chosen to show you instead, lucky people!! Personally, I think my little feet are kewt, but not the one with gout. It's horrible! I have this stabbing pain every 60 seconds or so and I don't have any shoes that are two different sizes, so it's a bit of a dilemma. We were gonna go out for dinner, but THAT's not gonna happen (unless it's a beach party, of course; but what are the chances of THAT in November?). Happy Anniversary, Sabryin! Love You! xxoo P
"Mai mom's been sick since Sunday. She used whole boxa tissues and now nuther one. All she duz is blow nose, sneezes, couffs, blow nose more. But me say thankx for alla pets, treatz, faancy feestz, Bhu limo and Josie visits." 
I'm glad you're thankful, Bhu. Would you like to give the kittehs at the shelter some Fancy Feast for Thanksgiving? "Um, um, shure. How it get there?" I will ask Papa to buy some and put it in the shelter's donation bin at the grocery store. "Keh!! Guud idea! Put some Greenies in thair, 2, keh?" Okay.
Bhu, do you want me to mail you to New Jersey for Xmas? "No, me stay here wit U! Don' mail me mommey, keh?" Okay, you can stay here with us, but you have to get out of the box now. It's that time of the year! After next Wednesday, we don't go anywhere near malls, Wal-Mart, or any other centers of mass consumerism. I like to make gifts, even if it just a handmade fabric envelope for a gift card. All our gifts have to be mailed to various parts of the world, so we have to plan and get things done early.
Today is our Anniversary. Here is my knight on a white horse. He makes me happy because he is very smart, happy, kind, sincere, and has the most incredible, infectious laugh. Plus, his soul is golden. And he loves and cares for Mr. Bhu.
Who, by the way, had another visit to the vet today. He behaved so BADLY! OMG, I was so embarrassed by all the hissing, growling, clawing -- he was SO mean, they had to get an assistant who covered him with a towel and hunkered down on him so he wouldn't bite or claw. I'm mortified!! So, the boy's got fleas and we are going to have to treat him for that.
The last thing I heard Tuesday evening before I went to bed was some old-enough-to-know-better network news anchor saying "blah, blah, blah . . .there will be children in the White House for the first time since the Kennedy era." HUH??? So what was Amy Carter? Technically, Chelsea Clinton was only 12 when she moved into the Whitehouse! Plus, Bhu wants to know "Watz all dis 'bout a PUPPY!" True, Bhu; I guess they're just not very enlightened. Anyway, isn't this a kewt, kewt photo of little Miss Amy and what a bewtiful kitteh!! As I recall, Chelsea had a kitteh, too -- remember Socks? xxoo Patty
About ten years ago, I planted four holly bushes out front -- three females and one male. Since the second year, the females have been producing bright red/orange berries, but THIS year they have gone into a FRENZY of berry production and the male plant has grown taller than me! I mean, the thing is so puffed up . . . like the HULK or something.
