The Cousins Came to Town

This was a day that I want to remember when I dream, instead of chasing dogs or even worse, being chased. It was a day that stands out from the others. You know most of my days are pretty ordinary. I get up, eat, play, sit with Herself while she works, go out, come back, sometimes work on my blog, eat and then insist that Herself goes to sleep ... because I CAN'T SLEEP UNLESS SHE IS SLEEPING.

But, yesterday, was really special. I want to write it down, so that I can come back and read it and remember it all and smile.

Herself's and AuntJ's cousins came to town ... all the way from ... Newfoundland. Now, honestly, I didn't know any other place other than York, Pa, where I was born, and big, wonderful Manhattan, where I live. Oh, yes and various other little day-trip places that I go with Herself. But lately, I've been hearing Herself talk about her cousins from Newfoundland. I should Google map it, after I finish writing this posting, and see where it is. Maybe I'll even zoom in from the satellite to see it ... that's so much fun. ZOOOOM!!!!!!

Anyway ... there they were, Lorraine and her two daughters, Wendy and Jeannie. I knew right away that I was going to love them. They were swell! I wanted to be on my best behavior you know, so I was very quiet at first. Especially in church. Yeh! we all went to Church after all it was Sunday. You know, I love the music, and I'm in my bag humming away with the choir but otherwise being very quiet.

We had a wonderful day in my neighborhood of the Upper East Side ... I'll tell you more after my nap.

Here I go, curled around myself by the door, taking a few winks ... later, guys!