And then he, he walked on down the hallway Shawshank, April 7, 2023 Good morning everyone. Welp, we made it to Friyay. And let me tell you that it is a good Friyay. It’s warmish out there, and just a little froggy. But that should possibly burn off throughout the morning. Since it’s Easter, the shop is closed today and tomorrow. It was a surprise for me at the start of the week, because I totally forgot about Good Friday. Work was pretty good yesterday. BossLady took off while I was on lunch. She’s going to visit family this Easter with one of her daughters. NewNewGirl is driving to the next province over to visit and be with family. We’re lucky. The only driving we need to do is over to my parents for Easter dinner on Sunday. So we’re sitting here watching TV last night. And some deer come up to the window. I had filled the bird feeder, and then Johnny Appleseeded the ground with some excess seed. Well some deer thought it would be nice to stop by and say hi to the cats, which sat with rapt attention. Just sitting and watching the deer that are a double pane window apart from them. It was so cool! Puppen only started to get territorial when another cat wandered in to the deer zone. I think at one point she got overwhelmed and tried to hide behind a planter. It was very neat to watch them just live their best life while eating all the birdseed they could. The bird feeder is empty now. Silly deer. Life blogbloggercoffeeFriyayjournalmorningsTinyTown
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