The Purple Cat is home

Nothing like a lazy Sunday of catching up on the digital world, unpacking, some light housework, but to have it capped off so nicely; it is almost too good to be true. I have dinner in the stove, a load of clothes in the dyer, the cats are having their 9 o'clock crazies two hours early, and I turn on PBS to hear one of my favorite songs playing on the Lawrence Welk Show.

Yes, the Purple Cat is home, and all is well.