From Pets to Halloween

 Fiorella has never really been an animal lover. Her family had a string of felines when she was a kid, but because her parents were of the generation that thought animals should stay outside no matter the weather, our kitties always disappeared into the night--as did any of the puppies. Fio's mother even accidentally gassed  a canary that  Husband and Fio had given her so she'd have company awhile she ironed on the back porch.

But in this generation, the situation has changed. Husband loved dogs so we always had plenty of them around in either number or size. In fact, we even sold a of litters of beagles before we switched into larger dogs. A Farmers Shepherd, which Husband rescued from the side of the road as he drove home from work was the first dog that was taller than your girl's knees, but later, after we'd taken in a couple of other rescues, we switched to thoroughbreds--Wendy the Weimeraner and our much beloved Sonia, a mastiff.

The reason Fiorella is telling you about her trail of doggies is that now.....DRUM ROLL.....she has a cat--A CAT, your girl said--who acts just like a dog! It's big white Persian male who strides around like he's king of the world, but--and this is the sweet part--then he comes into your girl's bedroom, he purrs at her, settles down beside her, and licks your girl's nose with his rasping tongue, which Fio has been told means that he loves her.💗

Changing the subject, after a slow start, Fiorella is having a great time with Halloween decorations--like lining up seven pumpkins on the entrance wall to one side of the front entry, which, if she says it herself, looks really cute. (She also managed to save the sweep of paper bats that she'd stuck on a wall earlier but never liked until now that she added a paper moon to their spread.)

Aaaaaaand, that's about all she has to say right now.......