CountryMouse's Refuge

I got up at a reasonable hour: around 9am, after lying in bed, smelling a delicious breakfast the Cat'r was cooking, and then running through my mind all the different kitchens (and their layouts) in all the different places I've lived through my life. That's twelve (doesn't count when I was too young and have no memory of two or three other places).

I don't know what we'll be doing today. I *should* get back in the other room and finish eating my breakfast!

I was expecting yarn at the post office today. Bunnicula didn't think there was any need to make the trip up there this morning...and he was right. No yarn yet. But he said it's very nice out. :-)