Home again, home again, jiggety jig

I remember my Grammy saying that when we would return home from shopping or visiting or Whataburger. We would ease into the garage at the house on South 41st Street in Temple. That enormous Buick would be purring like a tiger, and I would hear from the back seat, "Home again, home again, jiggety-jig." I can still hear her.

Anyhow, that's where we were today: home again. Charlie had a fever still, and his cough lingered. We filled the prescription for an antibiotic, and he started that tonight. He watched TV all day and squirmed, since he didn't take his Concerta.

On that note, his appetite was excellent all day long. He ate vegetable noodle soup for lunch, and cabbage-beef casserole and corn on the cob for supper.
No fruit, though, which is unusual. Guess his appetite was just turned around today.

Jason built a makeshift cat tree for Jumper last night. Instead of combining traditional objects (money, a car, a pet store) he used various household objects (a large dog cage, a shoe rack, zip ties, a rag rug, pillows, a blanket). Jumper now has a wonderful house, complete with a fabulous backyard view! As long as one of his humans is in the kitchen with him, he will stay there as long as he likes. (This cat does not like to be alone!) His mouth is open in this picture...don't know if he was hissing at the camera, or yawning. Probably yawning, because it was late when I took this. Oh, and he's a lazy cat.


So, back to school tomorrow, with a well-dosed-up Charlie...there is change afoot in Forney ISD. Lots of shuffling of administrators, and, soon, teachers. Can't wait. Will fill you in on that later. Good night!