Still working on that trim and on those walls. The mother twisted my arm -- OW! -- and made me go shopping. I know. Yeah, again.
But that was only after I'd gone to the post office and done a bit of painting. I'm entitled, right? Well, all that aside ... we haven't talked about Taz for a while. I haven't posted any new photos or any more pleas for a home for her.
Today, the mother bought her a mat for her food bowls. I think the mother has come to the conclusion that this little girl isn't going anywhere. I still wish she would but things have calmed down a bit. Maybe they'll continue down that path.
In the meantime, Taz seems to be healthy. And happy. And really, really cute. Here's some proof. (Not to be outdone by the photos earlier of the Tobinator.)