I mistakenly, thought a dear friend was going to arrive home tonight from France, where, of course, I was a beautiful day ahead of myself. Yet this was after i arrived home to make chocolate covered strawberries for him.
More importantly, on my way over I discovered a dear kitty that seemed to be a stray, or I guess, may have lost its way..
I gave him/her a pat, and carried on my way (hurrying really, and sweating profusely) to the grocer to buy him/her some kitty food. I hoped he wouldn't be too picky and eat the darn chicken feast.
Anyway, I return, with the cat food in hand, and he is no where to be seen. I tap the can, and awkwardly thump my foot, hoping s/he would respond..to my luck, he didn't.
At least I had a very good reason to glutton myself on half a dozen strawberries.
Have i mentioned they were coated in Cadbury milk chocolate? 'Melted Cadbury chocolate?'