Pardon the interruption, but I’m having a hard time writing about anything work related today. Instead, I guess I just need to write about what is going on. Tuesday was a tough day in the Piehl household. Our little buddy, Pete the Cat used up his ninth (or maybe 50th) life. After his many adventures following my wife all over the country, he died on Tuesday, just shy of turning 18. Pete had a great run, and he was a great friend. I’ll miss him.
Mike
Feeling your pain! Remember to honor Pete by adopting a shelter cat.. I suggest a orange tabby male with gold eyes!
Thanks Barb,
Not ready yet, but will absolutely check the shelters when I get there 🙂
thanks for the kind thoughts.