our upstairs neighbors have a lovely cat named bob. he isn't really "ours", but he is the best kind of pet. we let him in and feed him/play with him/love him when we want, and then let him out when we all have our fill of each other. it is perfect, much like what i envision being a grandparent is like. i hadn't seen bob in a long time, so in inquired to my neighbors as to his whereabouts...he died. he had died a few weeks ago. how sad.
r.i.p. bob, i will miss you.
in other, more light-hearted news...saturday the weather was beautiful, so aaron and i finally discovered the greenlake pitch & putt course. it is a lovely 9 hole golf course, but miniature. the furthest hole is 115 yards, perfect for those of us who haven't golfed since that one time in 9th grade p.e class. this spring weather has been terrific lately, mid-50's to 60's. i'm already starting to fantasize about all of the spring/summer things we get to start doing soon. bbq at golden gardens, anyone? soon.
Hey, Barbs! Sorry about "Bob". Do you remember in college when you said that if you ever got a kitten that you'd name it "Sproles" after KSU's runningback? Great times!
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