That's what I think of this past weekend. The rain dumped down hard and I had to share my indoor space with Ginger, Figaro and Jonesie. Not that I mind them. I really do love them, but they were all in hissed off moods because they couldn't go out and play as much as they wanted to. That meant they played hard inside the house, interrupting my quiet lap time with my mom.
Figaro pounced, Ginger complained, Jonesie was sad, Nigel rolled his eyes, Grete tried to micromanage...and Bennette, Cory and I did the best we could. The only 2 happy campers were Madison and Cecilia.