Last week, Sylvia was at Glen Lake with her family.  Midnight and I were home “batching it.”  We had a good time keeping one another entertained.

On Friday, I mowed the lawn in the afternoon.  I came back in the house, that’s when the phone rang.  It was neighbor and friend, Les.  He and Cheryl are growing some hot peppers this year.  (She doesn’t like the spicy stuff.)  Les asked if he could bring me a bag of those delicious treats.  The answer was, “Yes, please!”

About 20 minutes later Les came walking up the drive.  There was a black-haired girl with him.  Tiffany is his next door neighbor and the granddaughter of our next door neighbors, Hubert and Joyce.  They were ready to come in for a glass of ice water, a rest and a visit.

Soon Midnight was infatuated with the young lady that had just entered his life.  Tiffany has two cats at her house, so she knows how to win their feline hearts.  It didn’t take long.

While Les relaxed in the recliner, Tiffany took Midnight’s feather toy and began to play with him.

After a bit, the toy was forgotten and they began to get acquainted.

Midnight and Tifanny were soon good friends.

Shortly after that, he was in her arms.  He was loving it and chewing on her hair, which made her laugh–well, sort of laugh.

I saw Tiffany at church on Sunday.  She came over and asked, “How’s Midnight?”

As for the peppers, they were very good.  I had a couple of them with my supper (rice and pigeon peas–a Puerto Rican recipe).

Tiffany, Midnight says, “Hey.”
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