I just woke up from a nap. I have that weirdly groggy feeling.
I'm soooo tired. I went over to my grandparent's house today. My cousin, and his and his wife's 3 kids, two aunts and two uncles, a puppy, and a kitten were there. I had a blast with the puppy and kitten. The kitten was just 8 weeks old. It had crawled in my cousin's car, underneath the engine and somehow survived all the way over to my grandparent's house. It was a little stowaway. A LUCKY stowaway at that. That little one probably does have 9 lives. Then again it was so small...I can see how it could have survived. And the puppy is my grandma and grandpa's. Their dog unexpectedly died in April, and I guess last week, Grandpa decided to drive 2.5 hours in the pouring rain, "JUST to look" at the puppies. He ended bringing one home. She's 9 weeks old and super adorable. Such a little sweetheart.