Good grief. Ophelia, our new housemate, has taken Tiger’s place on my mom’s bed. Of course, I get first priority. Here I am trying to warn Cathy about the takeover.
We’re just a few feet apart and Ophelia remains calm. Mom is thrilled.
Ophelia’s busy ignoring me. Let’s keep it it that way. Mom needs to make her bed but she doesn’t want to disturb this picture of harmony.