My Party Shoes

I love my party shoes. Today they took me to a party in the park. 

 It was so much fun! There were lots of of other party goers there representing an amazing and lovely diversity.Conversations were brief but quite pleasant.

Decorations provided splashes of color and the endorphins flowed freely! 

Now I think my flip flops and I are going to stroll around the yarn store.  Happy Saturday!

Forget the Stereotype and Simply Live the Life

A lot has happened since my long ago last post.  In a nutshell.. I moved to Bartlesville,  Oklahoma,  lived there eight months, and then this May I moved to Houston, Texas.  Culture shock ensued going  from small town USA to big city living. I've decided that "home" is inside me and I belong wherever I am at any given time. 

Houston has been good to me.  I have a great walking/biking trail right down the street from my apartment, and I have tons of great places to shop and eat.  Since moving here I've tried more varieties of ethnic cuisines than I have in the whole rest of my life! And I've enjoyed all of them.  I've been to some wonderful museums and last weekend I enjoyed a fantastic play produced by a small local theater group. 

Life is fun! I don't ever want to give in to the stereotype of  what someone in my age group 'should' be like. I won't base my decisions on what stage of life I'm in, or by what someone else thinks is right for me. I'll be 58 years old next month and I'm finally learning to trust my inner voice to guide me.  Aww sweet freedom.

Even mature trees continually experience new growth.

Goat cheese pizza.. yummm

I love goat cheese pizza! and I love easy peasy cooking! You can't get much easier than my concoction. It's very flexible and you can use whatever veggies are in the fridge.

Start with a Naan bread (I like this best) - or pre-made crust, like Boboli
Place it on a pizza stone, or baking sheet
Brush with olive oil
Sprinkle with favorite herbs; oregano, basil, etc (fresh or dried)
Cover this with:
  thinly sliced tomatoes 
  thinly sliced onion - I like red, but I just use whatever I have
  thinly sliced squash, red peppers, mushrooms (all optional - and I use whatever I have in the fridge)
Then put small chunks of fresh goat cheese all over it
Sprinkle with more herbs, salt and pepper

Bake at 400-degrees for around 15 to 20 minutes, or until the crust is golden and crispy, and the goat-cheese chunks are wearing brown caps

Let it sit for a few minutes; slice and enjoy. 

We are Confused...

Hey, it's me Casper! Finally our mom let us get back on her computer - we've missed you all - I know you must have been missing me! -- oh yeah, and Angel, too.

It's been a confusing week for us. Let me tell you about it... Our mom came home Monday evening and we heard her on the phone with our big human brother talking about having implant surgery earlier in the day..'no, it's not too painful'; 'doctor said healing was pretty quick', etc.

Now, here's where the confusion comes in. Mom always says, about women having implants, "Why would anyone want even more of this baggage to carry around?  Reduction I understand, but implants? No,  I don't get that."  So why the sudden turnaround? Is mom having body image issues? What's up? 

Excuse me a second - sheesh, doesn't she know I'm communicating with my public??

"WHAT, MOM?" "Huh? Dental implant? Wha's that?"

Oh.. well never mind..

Hope you all have a purrfectly wonderful Cinco de Mayo!

Hugs and purrs~
Casper

Slowing Down the Pace

It's Spring --my favorite time of year -- again -- already! I know its cliche to say that time is passing so quickly... but, it's cliche because it is so true!.  I've decided that because I can't slow the pace of passing time, I will slow the pace of myself, my life. I'll slow down, do things deliberately, calmly, mindfully.

If my slower pace leaves me in your way, as you rush through life, please feel free to zoom around me, shaking your fist and swearing as you do, if you must. It's okay and I won't even mind, because life is just too short to live intolerant and offended.

But, if you care to join me, we'll savor the time.. and enjoy each other's company. Come on, let's go sit in bright yellow chairs, enjoy a tall cold drink and share some laughter and time together. Maybe together we can slow down the pace of passing time.

Grateful

I had an email notifying me that a comment had been made to my blog. Now that was a surprise since I hadn't posted anything since September. It was my online friend, Linda, saying she was concerned about me because of the tornado activity we had in this part of the country last weekend. I appreciate your concern - thanks, Linda!!
I'm glad to report that I, and my family, were out of the path of these twisters.  But, my heart goes out to all those that were personally affected.

I've met some wonderful people through blogging!  You all know who you are... :)

Easiest Black Bean Soup Ever

Now that we're finally getting some cooler weather, I had to make my favorite, super-easy, black bean soup. If you want to try it, here you go:

Brown 1-lb of ground beef, or turkey, with 1 small chopped onion
Drain the fat, if there is any
Stir in:
1 can Ro-Tel tomatoes
1 can Beef Broth
1 can Black Beans
and 1 Cup corn

Simmer for about an hour

Don't burn your tongue - enjoy.

Scrapbooking - and Life - Tips

It's the picture and the story behind the picture that should be the focus

• Keep it simple and stick to the basics. All you really need for scrapbooking is paper, archival pens, cutting tool, adhesives, a few – very few – embellishments like brads, ribbons, stickers, and most important –you need your pictures - it should be about the pictures and the stories behind them. Your pages will come out cleaner, lighter and more pleasing to the eye. And you won’t spend a fortune on shinola you don’t need.

• Don’t fall prey to the hype from advertisers and pushers. This includes conventions and scrapbook stores. I’ve bought more stuff than I will EVER use, just because I wandered aimlessly in stores and just ‘had to buy’ something that was so cute – and who knows how long they will have this particular cute thing. I’ve gone to conventions where there are rows and rows of booths with people telling me why I absolutely needed this awesome, life-changing gadget.

• Be aware that once you fill your space with tons of STUFF that you’d have to live 4 lifetimes to use, it bogs you down, it causes inertia, and the wonderful experience of creating now becomes a burden, causing you to not want to do it anymore, producing even more heaviness in you because so much of your hard earned money is sitting there tied up in what now has become just so much obvious waste.

Just as in life, if you follow tip # 1, you’ll create, you’ll enjoy it more, and it will be a pleasant experience. I’m currently paring my scrapbook supplies down to the basics. I can’t even begin to know how much money I had tied up. I was more engaged in the accumulation of STUFF that I lost sight of the reason I started scrapbooking. I won’t make this mistake again. A hobby should bring joy, not stress and immobility.

• Keep it light and remember, as in all of life, to ENJOY the EXPERIENCE!

Balance

Even in my younger, thinner days, I'd never have been able to balance on shoes like these! I see lots of young ladies walking in heels way too high for them, teetering and walking awkwardly, not realizing the shoes, they just had to have to make them look sexy and cool, are doing just the opposite for them.

I've looked for balance most of my life, teetering, making adjustments and awkwardly centering myself once again. Today I began a de-cluttering project in my house, and I am once again looking for balance in ridding myself of things that bring no value to my life while keeping those things that are necessary, bring beauty, peace, joy and sentimentality into it. I've read, and enjoyed, many essays written by self-proclaimed minimalists. Many say not to worry if you offend loved ones by ridding yourself of things they've given to you. I find that those gifts do bring me joy because they were given in love. Anything taken to an extreme cannot bring balance. 

So...off I go, back to my de-cluttering project, hopefully in balance.

I Love Sunday Mornings

I love a good Sunday morning that includes coffee, newspaper reading and some backyard visitors. You can't beat it!

 Hummingbirds hit the sweet stuff.

 My neighbors' dog tells me 'hello' while peaking under the fence boards that obviously need to be replaced - but then how could we say our good mornings?

A bunny stops by to wiggle his nose at me and then scurries away.

What a great way to start the day!

A Study in Non-verbal Communication?

The 'body' language in this animated video is impressive.

Hotter'n a Firecracker

Long stretch of early heat wave

We talk an awful lot about the weather here in Oklahoma - not always because we are especially bad at coming up with topics to discuss - but because it's just so fascinating - from heaters to air conditioners in a day's time. Storms that scare the dickens out of you, followed by gorgeous rainbows and sapphire skies with friendly fluffy white clouds.

Now we'll be talking about how early the hot weather has hit. "Didn't even get a glimpse of Spring this year.", and my favorite,  "Hot enough for you?"   Arrrrggghhhhh.

Oh well, bring it on, Summer. I'm ready for you.

Another Tip for Training Your Beans

(Hey, Brian - that's a picture of you on my computer.)

Yesterday Mom took me to the Vet's office because I had a urinary tract infection, and I tell you what - I didn't like it - nope, not one bit. On our last visit, there was actually some blood shed -- I'm Still sorry about that, Mom!  Now you know that I do not advocate violence, especially against the hand that feeds me. I was just so scared and stressed that I reacted without any thought of the consequences.

But...I have to admit there were definitely some payoffs. The human beans were very aware of the possibilities of more stress leading to more chomping down on tender skin. They were most accommodating and handled me quite gingerly, with utmost care.  I have to admit - I'm smiling the Cheshire Cat smile just thinking of how the beans were all - you know -- "It's okay sweet baby... we won't hurt you... you're such a good girl.."  A few hisses and swats of the paw was all it took and they were fawning all over me.

But, that's not even the best part.  Here are my favorite payoffs:

#1
Vet Tech:  Should we try to take a temperature reading? 
Vet:  No, I don't think it's necessary. 
Hahaha - gotta' love that one. 

#2
Vet Tech: What about a fecal sample?
 Vet: No, no.. let's not chance it - no need to put her through that right now.
Yeah, sure Doc.. you don't want to put ME through that..

Like I said, I don't advocate violence to train your human beans, but sometimes it only takes one accidental blood letting to remind them who's the boss.

I wish you good feline health, and a well-trained staff.

~Hugs and Purrs from Angel~

Memorial Day 2011

Thank You.

WooHoo for Extra Ketchup

Like many others, I’ve reconnected with some childhood friends through Facebook. Even though we lived in the same town, and continued through the same school system until high school graduation, many of those friendships started and ended without us ever knowing why. So when my one-time schoolmate, Debby, ‘friended me’ I was happy to reconnect.

When I learned that Debby had written a play that was going to be performed in a dinner theater production in my hometown – which Debby still calls home – I couldn’t wait to go see it. The premise of the play was right up my alley, too – “Extra Ketchup, Hot Flashes and Rum” centered around two 50-something friends who had a lot of shared excess baggage to try to unpack and sort through together. The women in the menopausal phase of their lives were hilarious and, trust me, I could relate! These gals were discovering some of the freedoms that come with being over 50. As for me, I consider it exploring and embracing my inner bitch.

The playbill promised that as viewers we would laugh, cry and maybe even pee our pants – and, indeed I could have benefited from a Poise pad. What a huge release laughter can be...

It was also awfully nice to see my childhood pal again after all these years . Thanks, social media!

The acting and directing were excellent, and the play had two sold out performances; and there is welcome talk of an encore presentation.

Congratulations, Debby! Keep up the good writing.

Casper Provides Proof Positive

I humbly submit photographic evidence that dogs are not all that smart -- definitely not smarter than cats. As a cat myself, this may seem to be a biased point of view. I have nothing against animals of the canine persuasion - some of my best friends have been dogs. It's just a fact of nature - not right or wrong, good or bad - it just is what it is.

Not many cats would even get on a motorcycle, and if for some reason they found themselves in a situation where it became vitally necessary, they would not do so without a helmet, for crying out loud.  Geeze Louise, what is this brown beauty thinking...

Tootles all - Have a Safe Weekend!
~~Casper~~

After the Storms

Last night a large line of severe storms cut through central Oklahoma. One large tornado ripped across a portion of Chickasha, where my son, daughter-in-law and grand-babies live, so there were some tense moments until I received a welcome text with those two beautiful words, "we're okay".  The town was hit pretty hard but the damage began about a mile away from my kids.

When storms are approaching, the news stations here in Tulsa have continuous weather coverage. Anybody who lives in Tornado Alley knows how to read those radars pretty well, and we can speak the weather lingo fluently. So... my night consisted of three hours in front of the TV tracking the storms and trying to decide when and if I needed to take cover.  Thankfully no tornadoes developed in Tulsa.

This evening, on my commute back home from work, I saw this rainbow - - suppose it's nature's pretty peace offering following the ugliness of a particularly stormy night?

May 23, 2011

Anyone who knows me, knows that I love spring.  But, I also HATE the tornadoes and the frequent severe and destructive storms that come along with spring here in the heartland. The tornado that devastated Joplin, Missouri - our neighbors 110 miles to the east of Tulsa - has effected all of us. We carry in our hearts that draining feeling of helplessness. We want to offer aid and hope, but how? We can pray our most fervent and powerful prayers, and we can donate to those who are prepared and able to go to Joplin to provide shelter, food, clothes, comfort, support, and anything else that is needed, such as the American Red Cross.
And for all of us animal lovers, we don't want to forget the fine people dedicated to helping the frightened, injured and displaced pets, such as the The Joplin Humane Society.

My heart aches for all the people who are suffering in the aftermath.

April Showers Bring May Flowers

I love Spring!  Shopping for flowers with my best bud (unintentional pun) is always lots of fun and we have some beautiful landscape nurseries to enjoy here in Tulsa. This one is Southwood - my favorite.

Before and After

I'm fascinated with those Before and After photos taken for all kinds of makeovers -- weight loss, make-up, cosmetic surgery, home makeovers, landscaping.... you know what I'm talking about. So here's my B&A contribution....

BEFORE:
 Last month - it took me two days to shovel all the snow off my sidewalk and driveway.

AFTER:

Today - my neighbor's tulip tree is full of beautiful blooms,

and people in the park were flying kites, tossing Frisbees and walking in 84-degree temps.

I've noticed this year I didn't really dread the winter as much as usual, and you know, even though we had record low temperatures, and record snowfalls, it didn't seem so bad.  I guess I'm starting to get the hang of that accepting, and making the best, of those things I can't change.  I actually found myself enjoying coming home from work at 6:30, when it was already dark. I could snuggle up in sweats and hibernate away.  And I did!! --didn't even blog, check emails or (arrrgghhh) check Facebook much, but I read a bit, watched TV and enjoyed the peacefulness of the evenings.

Now, it's Spring -- I've started back walking in the park, and I've even begun to get a smidgen of desire to work in the yard.

Hope all my friends will forgive me for not being a very faithful blogger -- working it only as the spirit moves me...  :)

Happy Spring Everyone!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself."
Neil Gaiman, 2001 (via emphasisadded)

I can't wait to see what is in store for this coming year. It's exciting to imagine what wonderful experiences we will create for ourselves and others. I resolve to go through 2011 - mindfully - experiencing life!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

My beloved Laptop has finally given up a valiant fight and has released his hard-drive to go on to better place. I have been comforted by Tyrannosaurus Desktop, but he is old and painfully slow. Don't tell him I told you that. He's an old darling, but I find myself wanting to poke out my own eye while I wait long, tortuous minutes for what Laptop would deliver in nano-seconds.  I just left a reply on a friend's blog, and it was honestly a twelve minute task.

So instead of going to the sites of all my wonderful cyber buddies, I hope you'll understand - it could actually be a matter of saving my eyesight - if I pass along my heartfelt Christmas wishes to you all in one fell swoop.

I wish everyone a lovely, peaceful, fun- and awe-filled Christmas season.

God bless us everyone!!

 

My Hometown

I couldn't wait to get out of this town once I graduated from high school, and now I can't help but get all nostalgic -guess it's just another sign that I'm getting old...

"She's Come Undone"

I just finished "She's Come Undone", by Wally Lamb. I loved this book. I have to admit that when I see a book that has the "Oprah's Book Club" icon plastered on the cover, I resist reading it, always vigilant to avoid sipping the Oprah Kool-Aid. However, this is an older book that I found in the library with the original cover - no Oprah seal of approval adorning it.

The book is about a very troubled girl, growing up in a very troubled family, in a troubled world. She goes through more crap in her life than imaginable. It did become a little more than necessary to make it work but, the book offered so much that it was worth wading through all the trauma. She develops several defense mechanisms, one of which is an entertainingly acidic tongue and biting sarcasm. I marveled at the male author's ability to get into the female psyche, and I could truly identify with this character - not that my life had the trauma and drama that she endured, but so many of her thoughts rang a bell with me.

So, in spite of Oprah's okie dokie, I loved this author's first book.  I'm glad I found Wally Lamb's writing, and I'm already reading another. So far so good.

Save the Endorphins

I just returned from a vigorous walk around one of my favorite walking trails. There's something about being outside on a beautiful fall day, pumping arms and hauling hiney around a beautiful park path, that seems to make me feel like I could kick the world's tail, if indeed the world's tail needed to be kicked. I feel like I could do anything, take on any task and still have energy to share with everyone I meet. I guess I'd better be careful what decisions I make while in this state of euphoria. I do love those endorphins!

As a follow up to my last blog post, I have no juicy jury stories to impart. I got excused after two days! They had all the jurors they needed for the week and I had not been selected. For once, I had no insecurities about being rejected! Also, there is a light beginning to shine at the end of the tunnel at work and I believe I will be doing only one job soon. The stars must be aligning in my favor once again.

...or that may just be the endorphins talking.

Old Job, New Job, and Jury Duty to boot

For the past two weeks I've been working to finish up projects from my old job as well as training for my new job. Then right dab in the middle of all this, Tulsa County thinks I should show up for jury duty next week.

Not complaining, just explaining why I haven't been to visit all my favorite bloggers lately. I've been leaving early in the morning and coming home late in the evening, with time to feed my kitties and myself, get ready for bed, grab some zzzz's, rinse and repeat.

I really believe the county sits back, watching citizens, seeking the exact worst time to hit them with a jury duty summons. Mission accomplished.  But, then again maybe I'll have some juicy jury stories to report... one can only hope.

Speak, Casper, Speak... Good Boy!

Yesterday the Heating/Air Conditioner repair guy came to our house. Mom said he was here to do preventive maintenance on the furnace to make sure we have heat this winter. But, I'm pretty sure he was here to see me.
I met him at the door and he was quite taken by my floof. He petted me and talked to me. Then he asked Mom, "Are cats easier to take care of than dogs?" Now that's a strange question! But, he seemed sincere. He said he had a Yorkie, but he had never had a cat. What?! Never had a cat?!
He said his dog had so much personality. Mom assured him that we have loads of personality! and that cats are low maintenance compared to dogs. Our mom loves all animals, so she wasn't saying this out of a bias for us felines. It's just the way it is.
He said dogs could be trained to do lots of things. Mom agreed, dogs could be trained, but cats came into the world already knowing everything they need to know!

Way to tell it like it is, Mom. I think Angel and I have done well training you!

A New Job!

For the past three years I have worked on a project for a major oil company in Bartlesville, Ok. The project is set to close by the end of this month. But, fortunately for me, the timing has worked in my favor, and I have been hired as a "permanent" (a relative term) employee for the same company.

I'll have to figure out what to do about the 65 mile - one way - commute from my home in Tulsa to Bartlesville.

I now have a decision to make about moving.

Moving Pros - simplify my life!, save lots of money on gas and wear and tear on the car, give me back 2.5 hours a day to do something besides drive, better for the enviornment, it's a nice community, winters won't be as scary if I don't have to drive so far in snow

Cons - I love Tulsa!, my best friend will be farther away, it puts me an additional hour from my kids and grandkids, smaller community with fewer places to go and things to do, I'll have to sell my house -- packing, moving.. arrrgghhh.

Oh well, these things will work out, too. Just like the job itself did. 

I'm very pleased that I don't have to go on any more interviews!! and I won't have to try to make ends meet on unemployment!

Life really is good.

An Important Message from Ellen About Bullying

Alive and Well

I know I've neglected my blog lately. I've had some shifting of priorities.
Remember those high school days, when you started dating that oh-so-cute football player and life completely revolved around him? You obsessed over him when you weren't together, and the rest of the world disappeared when you were? Then suddenly, one day, you realized you hadn't seen your girlfriends in ages.
Unfortunately that's the way I've been with my relationship with Laptop. I would sit down to spend an hour with my oh-so-cute Laptop, maybe share a few insights with him and receive the sweet nectar of his feedback - such a great give-and-take relationship. Then I would look at the watch my sweetie wears religiously on the right side of his screen, and realize four or five hours had flown by -- and once again my other friends, (you know, like reading a real book, walking, puttering in the flowerbeds, playing with my kitties, knitting, straightening up around the house, and, although not really a best friend, an important temporary companion -- looking for a new job), had all been neglected.
Laptop and I have not broken up; we have been 'taking a break'. I am quite certain he and I will always be great friends; we totally run into each other all the time, like when I pay bills and do that job search thing, or check to see if I have any money in the bank, and lots of other little things. He's always there for me for those tasks, but I am just no longer able to spend those hours upon hours staring into his mesmerizing eyes.

It's not you, Laptop. It's me. I have some issues to work out.

Don't Worry, Be Happy

Sometimes you just have to be confident and outrageous enough to be happy even when you're surrounded by stone-faced blockheads.

Tulsa Memory Walk

Today was a perfect day for the Tulsa Memory Walk, held to raise awareness and funds for Alzheimer care, support and research. From a participant point of view, it went off without a hitch. I'm sure the organizers could argue that point, but these people really did a great job. The volunteers were friendly and helpful, and exhibitors provided pertinent information. There were bagels, donuts, coffee, fruit and, of course, lots of water available, as well as hydration stations for the dogs that participated, and music to keep everyone entertained until the walk actually began. When it was time to make the three mile trek, a local high school drum corps led the way. Toward the end of the walk, some Tulsa Firefighters were on hand to spray water on laughing, squealing kiddos of all ages. It was a fun, well organized event, and best of all, a lot of money was raised for a great cause.

In an earlier post, I told you about my friend whose mother was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer's. This is my friend with her sweet little boy. He enjoyed pointing out all the puppies he saw along the way.

It was a great Saturday morning walk.

Happy Birthday, Tuesday Weld

Today Tuesday Weld turned 67! She was an actress way back in the day, you young whippersnappers who never heard of her. You know back when an actress may have had lots of issues to deal with, but we didn't have papparzi to show us in excruciating detail their every misstep. The worst thing I ever knew about her was that she did little to alleviate my teenage girl insecurities. Happy B'day Tuesday Weld.

Whiskers Wednesday - Casper Reflects

It's no secret that I have lots of floof, and sometimes some of it has to leave my body to make room for fresh floof. It's called shedding. I can't help it; it's what I do. My mom says she could knit a whole herd of cats from the furballs I leave laying around the house. Puhleeeze, what an exaggerator.
But then, the other night, I went to take a peek at the outside world. As I reached the glass door, I couldn't believe my eyes, there was a beautiful white cat looking right back at me!! Could Mom have really... no, no, no way. But there he was looking right into my eyes. He looked kinda' see-throughy, not quite as solid as me, but otherwise just like me,  you know, gorgeous.
I don't have the explanation yet, but I'm pretty sure my mom hasn't been knitting a whole lot lately, but then again... No, I'm sure that wasn't it, because Mom wouldn't make that beautiful kitty stay on the other side of the door where the scary outside world is.

Well, I'm off to look for that outdoor kitty.
Have a happy rest of the week! I know we will.
Hugs and purrs,
~Casper~
Here Kitty, Kitty.

Simon's Cat in The Box

Simon's cat looks like Casper and acts like Angel. No wonder we love Simon's cat!

There's a New Buffalo in Town

There's a new buffalo in Bartlesville. Isn't he pretty? On one side he's painted in oranges and the other is done in pinks. I've posted pictures I took of some of the other bison, but I neglected to tell you these unique works of art are part of a fundraising project for Mary Martha Outreach, a non-profit organization in Bartlesville, Oklahoma. They supply aid, both materials and services, to those in the community with a need. Kind, caring people and fun buffalo art; you've got to love it.

Whiskers Wednesday - Angel Digs Brushes

My mom thinks she’s pretty clever, and I guess she is, but she can’t outmaneuver me. She put all her makeup brushes in one drawer, and every morning when she puts on her face, she opens the drawer, takes out the one she needs and quickly closes the drawer again. I love to steal her brushes and run away as fast as I can, taking them to a good hiding place before she can get them away from me. She says I must be part ferret, whatever the heck that is. If a ferret is a gorgeous, intelligent girl of the feline persuasion, then yep, that’s me.

She always says, “I don’t know why you want my brushes.” Well, I don’t know why either, but because I’m a cat, I don’t analyze it, I just go with it.

The other morning, I sensed the presence of a brush in another drawer, not the hidey hole she picked out for all the others. Now let me tell you what, I went after it!

You can see my digging style, determination and go-after-what-you-want-at-all-costs attitude in the pictures mom snapped. She thought I was rummaging around in the drawer only to discover all the brushes were gone. Ha! The joke was on her. This little bitty old brush was way at the back of that drawer, and I GOT IT! In your face! Oops, sorry, Mom, I didn’t mean the in your face part.

I got that little sucker and ran like a Rottweiler was on my tail. Casper was having a good laugh watching the show. Mom took the bait and came after me. After I had my fun, I let her take the little brush back to its new hidey hole.

We’ll meet again, little brush… we’ll meet again.