There was a weekend

 

It was brief, but fulfilling. Milo is growing up. Not dispensing love with kittenish wild abandon. I brought a new catnip toy and he stood back and let Nibbler make a fool of herself over it. 

I brought this banner plucked from the front lawn of the library, but Charlie asked me to hold on to it for him.  It was great fun watching the relief fill his eyes as I described the Blue Tsunami. 

Red was excited to see me and receive her apple, nickering and pawing the ground as I made my way across the ditch to the fence. "Hurry, old woman!"

I would like to comb out her mane.

There were Halloween spoils to plunder. The child had never collated  his M&M's!

 

I paid for that nonsense with yet another migraine. At least, I can pin that one on what's passing for chocolate these days. Real chocolate doesn't bother me at all. Whatever the manufacturers are cramming into these mini packages feels experimental. 

I've been having "silent" migraines in my sleep almost nightly. Little pain, but the whirling, crystal rainbow light shows wake me and getting back to sleep has been hard.