Chicken Blog: A Cat's Help :: Two Hundred Fifty Seven

Monday, September 12, 2016

A Cat's Help :: Two Hundred Fifty Seven

When we have important notes to take, files to read, things to alphabetize, delicate, pressing matters that call for our undivided attention, we can always count on a cat to arrive on the scene, to lend a paw, and help. Now, thanks to Cairo, with some assistance from Geoff and Max, Max has a rehabilitated lap top, with emails, bells, whistles, and calendars all ready for Physics, Humanities, Calculus, and FaceTime with family... especially for FaceTime with family!

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.

2 comments:

JenniferSeptember 15, 2016 at 3:07 AM
Perfect -- all the things! A working lap top, great courses on tap, software ready for touching base with HQ.
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