What a wonderful day! Mom keeps finding my friends under furniture. So far I'm counting 10 friends who haven't been out to play in a few days.
My favorite (for today) is the one I am preparing to toss in the pictures. But horror or horrors! My best friend has run away again and he wasn't here to play with 2 minutes. Mom said "tough" - play with something else. Mom must have a split personality. She can be so nice one second and so mean the next.