Gen. 31, Psa. 31, Mark 3
Calvin threw a "cat fit" about 2 a.m. and after I ignored his meowing, he came flying through the bedroom hitting the blinds and making a big racket. I threw him out of the bedroom and shut the door. But I couldn't sleep so I soon got up and came out. Digger was crying in her bedroom too, and it was cold in there, so I let her out and fed her. As I write this, she is sitting on top of the computer tower grooming herself and Calvin is lying quietly in the rocking chair.
After church we went to Golden Corral for dinner. What a crowd! The food was good but it was like eating in a train station or a school cafeteria, so crowded and noisy. I don't think I will be ready to eat there again soon.
It was cold all day.
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