Well, I was going to talk about Little Goldie, but apparently CC read my mind and was all over the keyboard and everything else.

Now she is on the papsan sulking.

I beat Little Goldie to the punch today, and had the food bowl filled when she arrived. She dug in and ate enthusiastically.

Later I was outside, "recovering" from trying to tidy up an old burn pile, and sweating like mad. She came down from the porch and walked across the yard, about eight feet from me, heading for the woods. She is a really pretty little creature. I'm looking forward to when the little ones are old enough to be brought over.

So far, it hasn't rained today. I have mixed feelings on that--rain would cool the air, but it would also make the humidity skyrocket. You can't really win.

Just another IUD.