Time for the between-the-shoulderblades anti-flea stuff today. Dude hates this stuff, for some reason. Bijou doesn't like it, either. But it's better than having fleas.
This morning we're going on a family outing to the Goodwill store, then having lunch together. Alice pointed out to Rick & me that we hadn't had a "family meeting" in a while, and she wanted to have another one today. Nevermind that we generally only call those when there's serious bidness afoot; I think she just wants us all to go out as a group. I'd rather sleep in, but to humor Alice, I'll go along.
Plus, you never know what treasures you might encounter at Goodwill.