Evening Chicks . . . Just popping in to say goodnight . . .
Liza 
So glad to see you back. Really missed you. We don't mind listening to the troubles. We all get them from time to time. Stick around, girl. We are all here to help with anything that bugs you. We all need help to stay on track.

So glad your daughter is OK,
Robbin. Boy I would have been really freaked. But all's well that ends well. Glad you like the jacket.
Erin . . . another pink jacket fan. Sorry you didn't get the picture to work out. Maybe we'll both succeed in showing ourselves one of these days.
As a matter of interest, Goldi is actually a fairly small cat (but hairy) and a little too thin at about 7.5 pounds. I think she's bulimic.

She tends to eat too fast and then throw up. Jazz is a little too fat at 10 lbs; he could do to lose a pound; and yet he is the one who doesn't like treats. Mouse, of course, is absolutely perfect (just ask him)(the vet agrees) at 12 lbs. He is not a tiny cat, but looks even bigger because of all the hair. He is really weird; he likes romaine lettuce.

I can never get it into the fridge without him stealing some right out of the bag. Not as fond of it if it's given to him willingly.
Tina . . . ain't it always the way. Never fear, it will come. Just keep doing the good stuff. I'm actually quite amazed I've managed this electronic technology stuff, too.
Anyway, goodnight all. See you tomorrow. Have a great evening.
