Sunday was the last day for one of our pastors. He has taken a call to Minnesota and will be very, very missed. The church service was sweet and there was a good-bye reception in the afternoon that was funny and touching. Dang it. Why do things have to change?
Before and after that, Lloyd and I were at the CDC. He was doing art stuff and I was dabbling, as is my way. I’m working on a thing that I’ll show you later, but I really should be getting some paperwork done. No one can avoid stuff like Lauren!
Here. You probably want to keep tabs on these feral cats that are going to have kittens soon:
Brad says
Dang, all I saw was a black cat sleeping. I guess that shouldn’t really be a surprise, since cats sleep 12 to 16 hours a day.
Godspeed, Pastor R!