Cat Nips
Satch planted the fresh basil after we made some tomato risotto (an idea borrowed from his Grandmother S). I had visions of having fresh basil whenever we wanted it, but Elvis (our cat) ate it...he ATE the basil!

Nocturnal animals have become a new topic of conversation for Satch at bedtime as well as other non-sequitur notions...
"I don't have a blow hole, mama, I have a nose"!
Have a good weekend!
*Word from the Oz is that my tag cloud will no longer work until Blogger does something. In the meantime, I tried to make an index with links. However, it does not bring up all the posts in each chapter.
Labels: book basket: bedtime, dog-eared, ds


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