I want a Scooter

I want a Scooter.  Not the kind that would cause me to fall down and scrape my elbows, but this kind of Scooter:image  Scooter is available for adoption at Best Friends Animal Sanctuary, and we definitely think we’d love to have him come live with us.  We don’t mind his lack of back legs—we’re a house full of misfits, and Scooter will fit right in.  We love his little muppet face and miss the pitter-patter of little paws (or the scooching of a little butt, if you prefer), and would love to have a cat under our roof again.  We faxed in an adoption application and hope Scooter will decide to come home with us.  Chose us, chose us—we’re fun and we have catnip!

My mother called earlier this evening to tell me my aunt had died.  I hadn’t seen this particular aunt in at least 10 years, and she’d been in fragile health for quite some time.  Still, I’m saddened by her death and wish I’d been able to see her more frequently.  She was born and raised in Scotland, so her accent always gave her an exotic flair.

I’m still trying to set up my new computer.  As I try to install software, Stamps.com insists I don’t know my username and password, so I’m going to have to dig into the old computer to try to figure them out.  Bah.

Posted by Leigh-Ann on 01/03 at 11:16 PM

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