Wally Marty, the kitten with two names.

Sad start to June with the loss of Wally Marty, our baby cat. He was our latest addition. Simon, my nephew, had found him as a fluffy kitten at Walmart while Simon was staying with us. He was hit by a car last week and passed away. We thank the lovely person who stopped, wrapped him on a tshirt and placed him off the road. He now has his own little memorial spot in our yard. RIP baby boy. On a better note, the pool is open and I have already been in once. It will be vacuumed tomorrow so that I can cool off now summer is here. I do not like Southern Illinois summers, humidity sucks! Thankfully with the pool and air conditioning I survive. ;) Work is going well, I enjoy the hob and the people I work with. Now I have settled in a little, it can be as hard as cleaning is, or go as smoothly as silk. My first cookout was horrendous, but thankfully we only have a few a year. I so enjoy the lovely residents and staff at Carrier Mills, we all for the most part get on well, and I love the banter some of our cheekier residents have. Looking forward to a better year all round. My health has been good, with only aches and pains and an ear infection to hassle me so far. :)