Friends, I had to recover from the horror that occurred on Saturday. Our dishwasher broke a few weeks ago. The new one was installed yesterday. This required a stranger in my home, using loud tools, talking and walking around (looking for me). I hid in the lady's closet the entire time. The lady checked on me frequently, and I heard her comment to the big guy that I looked terrified and never relaxed. How am I to relax when there's a cat murderer in our house??
I finally relaxed at bedtime on my pink pad with lots of tummy rubs from the lady.