The field is barren

 It has been a lot of busyness. We had to run into town yesterday, and so Maytag was delivered to his new home. That kitten has hit the jackpot. He looks like the older cat they already have, so they were eager to get him. She sent me a video of him playing with a very posh mechanical toy that had him leaping and twisting. He also has a stuffed gorilla that he drags around. She said, 'I got out the cat toy box and he picked that out immediately.' 

Cat toy box? Multiple cat trees? If there is a feline version of Disneyland, he is there. They are besotted. 

Fred and Houdi were thrilled to have their suppers to themselves once again.

The house deal closed, and Mia now officially has a house for her and her little boy. She still does not seem to be be speaking to us. A disappointing end, but it is done.

I drove an Amish woman to the hospital so that she could have sister time. Her sister lives in Ohio but is quite ill and was transferred to St Vincent hospital.

It was a nice day, and I enjoyed sitting outside in the sun and reading my book while they visited inside.

Today was pumpkin butter in the little crock pot and stewed tomatoes in the five qt. 

Keeping myself occupied seems to be the only way I am going to get through these strange days. 

I saw someone referred to trump as 'Been-a-dick Donald.' It is good that I can still laugh.