Obviously something was wrong. No one calls me at 5:30 in the morning.Turns out mom fell out, so I've been in Georgia for the last couple days trying to help her find out what's up. Poor thing has a black left eye. Looks like Petey from the Little Rascals. At least we got to watch the Inauguration together, though I think it hurt her a little to cry.
On a happier note, we opened late-to-arrive Christmas presents from my brother and his family (Thanks, USPS). I got the coolest pajamas ever -- sock monkeys! As god is my witness, I'll never be cold again!
When I returned to the farm last night, the animals and I were happy to see each other. Mozell, never much of a lap kitty, didn't leave my side until morning.
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