Mommy has THE best smelling shoes in the world, bar none. Compared to hers, Daddy's shoes are lame examples of footy fragrance. None of us
glom onto delicately whiff his shoes, ever!
Back in Illinois, Angel Fuzzy used to wait every evening for Mommy to take off her work boots and he'd spend at least fifteen minutes thoroughly "enjoying" them.
I totally understand.
Mommy survived her evening at work Sunday night. A huge electrical transformer blew up and knocked out all the power at both treatment plants--the blast was big enough to shake the building where her co-worker was. Nobody was hurt and the power was restored fairly quickly, but she spent most of her shift putting her plant back on line and troubleshooting stuff that wasn't "happy" about being so abruptly shut down. It was a fast night but she was quite glad to get home and snuggle into bed with us and relax. She and her co-workers like to say "boring is good" and this is exactly why!
Also, many of you asked about the Magic Dust that gets sprinkled on our foods. It's called Fortiflora. Mommy uses one packet per feeding, (generally five to seven cans for us) so a little goes a long way. Kona is a terribly picky eater and The Baby is sometimes less than enthusiastic about eating and this stuff does the trick. In fact, the box is stored way up high in the cupboard where some over-enthusiastic cat (*koff*koff*Salem*koff*koff*) can't get to it, rip the packets open, and go to town.*
Mommy asked me to mention that Grayce's poop (she has intestinal issues) have gotten better also, smell-wise at least. Sorry, Grayce--please don't whap me for telling...
Well, I need to get back to enjoying these shoes.
XX Sylvester XX
*It wasn't a pretty sight.