Phoebe when we first met her 

Phoebe

Rumour had it that a young female Scottish Fold was at the SPCA. Big Hair and I went to the site and sure enough... Phoebe! Now saddled with the totally unsuitable name of Milly (I had a Milly cat once, but that's another story), she sat in her cage, little owl face peering out. Of course we immediately removed her, telling the staff that we were "fostering with intent." Last time we fostered Phoebe, they recalled her like a substandard vehicle and sent her off to an obviously mismatched adoptive parent. We were bereft. But, here she is, little quiet, placid Phoebe, taking up residence with Coco and Stripey. Oh happy day.

Phoebe is back!!!! 

Judy, Dawn, Big Hair, Me on the deck. Bad circumstances, but great to see them under any circumstances. Made me resolve to visit Eastern Canada. Soon. 

Bailey the dog. Great night out at the Ford's. Is that dog photogenic or what? Note my hair...back to the usual. 

Something to blog about

On a recent whirlwind trip to Vancouver, I got a new haircut (which I have not been able to replicate since leaving the salon) and visited with Cole and his mom, Heather. Oh, and I went to a long meeting. Sorry to my loyal blog fans (all four of you) for not updating sooner.

Cole, Bighair and New Hair. Fun in Vancouver.