Tuesday, April 05, 2005

You always know your baby's cry. . .

Shortly after midnight, while Jay and I were feeding Jamie, I heard what sounded like a meow. I asked Jay if he had seen Indie lately. He responded that he, also, thought the meow had sounded like her. (I hadn't even realized that he had heard it.)

I get up, turn on the balcony light, and there I see Indie, locked outside. I guess we've been a little distracted lately. At least we haven't lost Jamie. . .yet.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

well at least it wasn't 30 degrees on a cold winter's day like it has been here in NJ. nice to hear things are allright with you guys. doesn't sound like you have much time for electronic taboo - though of course you have something much more exciting. 45 days till summer?