This is what happens when you don't have Grandkids...

Joan and Steph took the new kitty to the vet this morning - time for the belly stitches to come out (from being spayed).

We spent the afternoon with Steph.  Well, Steph was there, Tasha (the new furry kid) got more attention.  We watched her play with toys and run around the living room.  And when she was tuckered out, she laid by Joan for some nap time...

Too cute.

With us being close now, and Steph still not back to work, yet, Joan made supper for us all.  Yesterday, she asked Dan what he wanted for suppers this week.  First choice was tonight: Joan's delicious spaghetti.  Apparently there will be corned beef and cabbage tomorrow (St. Patrick's Day).


Back to our "home," little Izzy and I went for a nice walk.  Another warm one today, but it was comfortably cooler when the sun went down... Izzy's favorite time for a walk.

Oh, and proof that Tasha isn't the only cute sleeping kitty...

I still call Izzy "the baby kitty," but she looks pretty grown up here.