"Old people are scary and I have to face it --
I am old and I am scary and I am very sorry about it, but I don't know what you do."
~Dame
Maggie Smith :-)
Well, I have a few years to go yet before I plan to consider myself "old," but today I advanced a year closer... and I'm definitely scary since I woke up in the wee hours with a sore throat and that "oh no, I'm coming down with some sort of pestilence" feeling. Fortunately it's very wintery outside and so we're all snugged in cozy-like, enjoying a quiet day of puzzles, movies, and football. My kinda day, despite the creeping crud.
Anyway, to mark the turning of another digit on my body's odometer, here's a photo of me taken just before my first birthday...
The Capricorn Kid
Scuffy, who became my immediate BFF, nuzzling her buddy.
(I nicknamed her Scuffy because of the bald scuff mark on her throat,
which she got from spending so much of her time doing this!)
Scratching Scuffy's sweet little nubbin head, so happy among the critters!
Bill was my other favorite among the goats, and I love this photo I took of him
Well, I'm all partied out now, and must return to my spot on the sofa with its handy box of tissues and bag of herbal throat lozenges, to watch the NFL playoffs as BW puts the finishing touches on this year's yummy birthday cake! Washed down, no doubt, with homemade elderberry syrup. Cheers!



