He's Back

Gary returned from Laura Lake this afternoon.  I met him at Manzkes' farm, where he stores the camper during the winter. He still has the winterising to do, and then we say good bye to the summer.  We emptied the refrigerator and brought the food home.

Rascal was sleeping in his bed beside the computer when we came in.  Gary went to greet him, but Rascal ignored him.

Gary had committed the ultimate crime.  He went away, leaving a perfectly good cat behind, then forgot to stop to buy chicken on his return.  Rascal would have nothing to do with him until we went to the grocery store.  Once Gary pulled out the chicken thigh and cut it up properly, he was on better terms with out pet.  It was even better when we had pizza for supper.  Rascal loves pepperoni.

Now Gary is back in his office, catching up on mail.

Rascal has already joined him there for some lap time.  Everything is as it should be in our little house.