The Fourth of July weekend has come and gone. It was noisy with people setting off bottle rockets and such. It didn't bother me much but the dog next door, Archie was terribly upset. He whimpered and whined for quite a while that night.

Dad was surprised to discover that my cat buddy, Woody (seen above with me in the backyard) had an abscess on his right shoulder. This was the night of the Fourth of July. On Friday, Dad took Woody to the vet to have it taken care of. It made me very nervous as Woody doesn't like the carrier he goes into for the trip. He cries and cries with that long low growl that signals his discontent. I worried about him until he came home Friday afternoon. He was better but still groggy from being asleep for the operation.

Woody decided to check out the backyard and then he jumped over our wall. Now I am waiting for him to return. I do hope he is all right.

Since Wednesday, I have been spending my days at a friend's house while Jim the painter paints the living room and dining room of the house I live in. The good part of spending time away from home is that Elmer the dachshund lives at the house I visit. It is a dog play-date every day! Cool! I come home every night just exhausted. Please note that I am not complaining. I guarantee that I am not bored.