Gray and I drove to Memphis for the long weekend. Most people know that I’ve been wanting a puppy, and guess what was waiting for me:
Unfortunately, this little Westie, named Lucy, was not for me. The Sanborns were dog sitting and I was overjoyed to help in that process.
Gray and I took Lucy on several walks and included some cuddle time in our schedule, just for her.
The weekend wasn’t just about dog sitting, we visited the Memphis City Zoo as well.
We saw Lions….
Cat Country was quite active with.. well… cats. If only Lucy would have met some of them… she terrorized Spit, the family cat, the entire weekend. Gray loved it. He’s not a big fan of Spit after an episode involving Gray’s truck, Spit being locked in, and a pile of poop. Yes, cat poop.
Back to the cats… they were everywhere.
Cats weren’t the only thing of interest. We went through a butterfly house. It was beautiful… I wouldn’t mind having a garden full of butterflies to read in, it would be nice.
As much fun as Memphis was, we had to come because the chinchilla needed to be taken care of… the little rat angel managed to bend the wire that holds up his water bottle. We have no idea how long he was without water, but he seems to be fine now. We had quite a bit of fun with him last night. Pictures of that fun will surface another time. Right now I’m rather tired. It’s been a long day.
