So the other day Meggie was going nuts and wanted to get out. I, on the otherhand, was busy sewing and loved staying in. I had been home three straight days without a venture out into the world. I was have a grand time, but I think she was a little worried about me. Hours after they had left I heard a pounding on the door and when I opened it - this is what I found. And they were serenading me..."we love you gra-a-my, oh yes we do-oo." Can life get any better than this? I think not!