Subtropical

It was 70° yesterday, practically subtropical, and the crocuses were going crazy.

We drove up to Maryville (“Murvul”) to check in on the critters for my son, where I practiced my cat-herding skills.  Pictured are his daffodils getting ready to pop.  His crocuses are not as far along, being in a different climate zone up there in the hills.

While we were at it, we checked out a new to us thrift store run by some women and a cat (shown relaxing on its throne).  They also foster animals for adoption, right in the shop.  Then we dropped in our friends at Southland Books and Café, grabbed lunch and a book, and got to talk to the elusive Matthew, always worthwhile.

Next, we located a Liberty Tax and got E’s taxes done, which was a relief.  We even got a frickin’ free teeshirt!  (“You do life.  We do taxes.”)  The Maryville branch was awesome.  (I still can’t get used to the fact that I’m too poor to do taxes anymore, but I’ll live with it!)

On the way home, we stopped at our local pet supply store to find out about the next pet clinic, where we hope to take Misu to establish her medical status and get her preventive shots and tests done.  Hopefully she won’t already be chipped, so we can go ahead with our own, and set her up with a vet and spaying, if needed.

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