I Can't Believe I'm Going To Be 37

Tomorrow is my birthday. 37 years I've been alive on this Earth. I don't feel 37. I'm not planning some big hoopla. A couple friends and I are getting together at Galway Bay in Annapolis for drinks and food. MMmmm calamari. Yep there's a plate of that with my name on it.

For my birthday I bought some books. Went to the store and picked up several reference books on edible plants and foraging. Also one on edible mushrooms an a small PDR for drugs.

I also picked up a new harness and leash for the cats and took Dandy on an outdoor adventure. He loved being outside and rolled around on the sidewalk and then the grass, had a run in with a butterfly and then a wasp chased up both inside.

Tadpole didn't fare as well as I hoped. When I sat him down outside he promptly ran top the end of the leash (13 ft) and then flopped around like a fish out of water. At least I know the harness will tolerate that and not break. I thought for sure I would be chasing him through the neighborhood. I have to get a bigger harness for Gobie - he's too round the wear the same one as the other boys. Poor little "husky" Gobie.