We have been having a very cold spell recently but being Montana-tough, Suzanne and I walked dogs at the warmest part of yesterday — it was 18 degrees when we started.
The dogs had so much fun — the humans did as well. But yes — BRRRRRRRRR.
Meet Glen…
Kitten-taming is going well, as you can see.
The two kittens are siblings and so I named them after my kids. No, I do not have a secret child named Glen but I do have a Galen and one day I left out the “a” when texting with Dear Daughter.
She pounced on that like a typical older sister — it went about like this: Hey GLEN — mom has never forgotten my name, and therefore, I am the favorite child. HA HA!
It continued to go like that — in fact, she is still calling him Glen.
Dear Daughter was named Nicole with the intention of calling her Nikki — that never happened, and she remained/remains Nicole.
I had wanted to name her Summer Dawn — because that is a perfect name for a baby born in February. I was talked out of it. In my defense, I was still a teenager when I was thinking that was a good plan.
Dear Daughter regularly thanks the Universe that she was not named Summer Dawn, and enjoys tormenting me about this. Almost as much as she enjoys tormenting Glen — I mean, Galen.
So far, the older son, Christopher, has escaped Dear Daughter’s attention — give it time.
Back to the kittens.
Their names are Nikki Summer Dawn (orange) and Glen Christopher (black). How perfect is that?!
Happy Sunday to you.