I have something to tell you...
I have a crush on my newspaper delivery boy.
He is dashing, lovely, sweet - and he goes out of his way to deliver the newspaper, right to the front door, everyday.
You can imagine our delightment at such service, can't you?
It was a curiously wonderful gesture for his furry little self to begin making such deliveries...
I am smitten.
I am also reduced to a cheering clapping fur baby mama as Mister Lovee's newspaper makes its way to the front door...
I am so amazed he is doing this.
He started this on his own almost two weeks ago, taking me by such surprise, I tell ya!
And, he does it for zero pay.
Although, I insisted that he simply must accept a tip.
He lives to eat, so of course, he accepted.
Although, in the last week my baby went from plump and fluffy, to tall and skinny.
Growing waaaaay too fast!
Every time he goes to sleep, he wakes up a little big bigger, eeeks!
Now, isn't that a good reason (plus many more) for me to have a crush on my newspaper delivery boy?
:)
As for daily human life...
I am baking two more loaves of challah as I type.
(one is getting walked down the street to my friend)
I am trying to squeeze in the last of the baking, before the heat arrives to stay in late April.
I gifted a HUGE loaf on Friday, to a birthday boy who loves baked goods.
Well, I better go feed my family, furry and human.
Love, V
