What a busy week we had in Louisiana! My grandmother passed away the week prior, so last week, Christmas week, was more of a family reunion than anything. I met family I'd never set eyes on before. But part of my family wasn't there and I could have sworn they would be. In fact, more than one family member asked me about them.
We left for the south and I could have sworn these two were with us. Fred and Bessie love a good road trip. I'd forgotten, though, that they like to travel on their own terms. Good thing they got snowed in here in Tulsa. Who knows where they'd be by now?
They even kept little Wallace with them. Poor baby nearly starved. Bessie's accustomed to butter, chocolate and wine. Fred likes nearly anything processed. It was hard to take, finding them foraging in the frozen garden. I (almost) immediately brought them in and took them to food they'd appreciate.
Don't they look happier? My poor babies.
I'm glad to be home, and glad to have my babies around me. All of them. Seems they all wandered out into the snow while I wasn't looking.
Poor old Percy, my widower, is lonely. Took up with the duck/flamingo.
The Fred & Bessie cousins gave me this pair.
Daryl sent me this cutie pie.
Daryl sent me these babies, too.
I hope that you all had a very merry Christmas. And a great weekend.
Until I write again ...