wookiemonster | Weekend Wind-Down

Alas, another weekend has ended. Well, just about ended. Still a few hours left. It's been productive. Cat boxes are done, laundry is done, lunches are ready to go, house is vacuumed... My life is so scintillating.

Tomorrow is a much-needed trip to the chiro after work.

I need to start bringing up the storage boxes for the Christmas decorations this week. Yeah, our decorations are up to at least Epiphany/"Little Christmas." This year, it'll be a little longer. I've tasked Mom with going through the boxes and weeding out the crap we don't use anymore or is broken or whatever.

Rocky...is weird. As mentioned on Facebook, yesterday, he was putting his toys in one of my sneakers, scooting it across the floor like action figures driving a car or a boat, then taking the toys out and playing with them again. He did this three times. He has also been "feeding" his toys - leaving them in or right next to the food dish. The feeding toys bit... Almost all of my pets - cats and dogs - have done this. And I've heard that it's rather common for lots of pet owners. I wonder if it's a sense of security that they do that. Or is it a combination of them imitating us mixed with some sort of parental urge?

Not much else going on at the moment. Right now, I'm recovering from having been productive around here while not feeling all that great. But, hey, nothing too big to take care of for awhile around here.

Anyway, more later...

Garfield