We followed that by a pretty good meal at Acapulco. It's nice to have some tasty food in this style, as most other "Mexican" restaurants bore me.
I went to bed much earlier than
forestcats did, and the dogs stayed downstairs with her. To my surprise, Ghost, the cat, decided to climb onto the bed with me. I didn't mind; it's been a long time since we had a cat who'd climb into bed with us. However, after marching up by my chest, purring, Ghost proceeded to assault my feet repeatedly for about an hour. To add to the joy, his claws were getting through two comforters and the electric blanket! I finally chased him out of the room, something I really didn't want. I kept expecting my spouse or the dogs to come upstairs to rescue me from this attack. Didn't happen.