I was a pretty happy girl to spend the day in town with Megan yesterday, to take pictures with my new camera.
And there's a new face poking around the house (and jingling, with that little bell on his collar); this is Charlie, a Siamese my friend found on the side of the road in the rain, wet and starved and scraggly. She was so happy when I asked if I could watch him for the weekend, to see if he and Fly get along. I find he's perfectly happy curled up on my stomach, or feet, or...wherever, really. He kind of has an attitude, but he's a pretty sweet guy.
I call him Charles.