An eventful weekend.

First off, I should not be allowed near the animal shelter without a chaperone. Not at all. I come so close, every time, to bringing home something new and little and fuzzy. They're so cute! And someone might put them to sleep if it don't take them home and hide them under my bed!

But, a tale leads up to this trip to the animal shelter. This weekend, on Friday, my friend Krista called to see if we'd like to come to her house for the weekend and have a garage sale. So, we decided to do that and I turned my house upside down and shook it until stuff I could sell fell out. She came over to get Michael and I, and Katy had plans with a friend until later, so Katy stayed with her friend. We loaded our bags and our garage sale stuff into her suburban and stopped by the grocery store and got chicken for dinner on the way to her place. That night we worked our butts off getting stuff out of her greenhouse and garage for the sale and then late, she went to get Katy.

When she went to get Katy, they stopped here at the house to pick up a few large items that hadn't fit into the truck when we were all in there. Katy helped her load up while I stayed home with Krista's kids, did some dishes and got everyone cleaned up and put into bed. When they got back, Krista and I drank some wine and watched soapnet and the three of us priced things for the sale in the morning. We stayed up way too late and good sleep was not much to be had that night. So many people in the same house. Krista and I, and her four kids and my two kids. And I can't really share a room with anyone because my snoring keeps people awake.

Yes, I snore like a buzzsaw.

So, we had the garage sale on Saturday and it was really slow. Unexpectedly, the baby stuff didn't sell very well, but we both sold a couple of our big ticket items and were happy with the way it went so that we decided not to re-open on Sunday. There was a lot of fun, and Krista's garage and greenhouse got cleaned out nicely, even if she didn't sell a lot of the stuff she was wanting to. We stopped at Walmart on the way back home on Sunday and bought groceries together then she dropped us off.

When we got home, though, the trouble started. Apparently, when Katy and Krista were loading things into Krista's suburban, Katy put one of the cats into the bedroom with the door closed, and forgot to let her out before they left. Mimi isn't very comfortable with being left alone for any length of time anyway, and was very wound up and crying when I let her out. She seems to have calmed down now, thank goodness. However, the real bad news was that the other cat, Pip, seems to have gotten out during that time. Pip is not exactly a survivor. She also doesn't like people. Very high strung. Very skittish. So, I don't know how well she'll be able to take care of herself outside, and I doubt anyone will casually run across her, as she'll be hiding, I imagine, pretty effectively.

In other words, I am not confident we'll see her again. I had told Krista and Katy both not to worry about Pip. Said she's afraid of the outside and won't try to get out. So, if anyone, it's my fault, but all in all, these things happen. It's just sad. Katy is pretty upset about it. We'll be okay, though. We'll figure it out.

So, today I went to the pound to see if pip had been taken up there, and she hadn't. I didn't much expect she would have been. I made some signs and ran a bunch of copies to post around the neighborhood. We shall see how it unfolds.

Meanwhile I fell in love with an adorable shetland sheepdog who was up there. I know! I shouldn't be allowed in public alone, some days!