Okeydoke, everyone, the Antipodeans are getting the early morning cafe started, well, early. The orangies and the marmalades and the torties and the calicoes are coming one by one from the French bakery next door with baskets full of freshly baked goodies and the coffee and tea are both steaming. I am having cafe au lait and Danish pastries, what can I get you?
Libs and Millie are once again settled in the living room as they have been all evening, just like last night. Libs asks to go out the window, sits on the sill a while in the cool night air, then sneaks back in when she thinks we're not looking and settles down on Jasper's old chair by the window. Millie has her dinner then falls asleep on top of her mama. This morning I got up and walked into the dining room to find a rather cold, stiff, luckily-still-in-one-piece dead mouse on the rug. I think Libs is getting some of her bounce back, lol.
